Lyrics:
matter the cost
Give me a reason to live, this a reason to live
Why my niggas die young
Give me a reason to live, this is a reason to live
Don’t let my
to live, this is a reason to live
Don’t let my niggas die young
Shorty been left way before she really left me
Felt blessed, now a nigga feelin' empty
More
week
Life has gone too fast
Four year´s a grain of sand
Time goes by
A metronome
Kill switch device
Altered states
Quite an experience to live in fear
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
Deep within my
matter the expenses
Consensus of the universe says I need a new spirit
My sleepless night drained it, it's so empty you can hear it
Dark air circling
this darkest hour.
FATHER BILL:
Chapstick?
UNCLE WALTER:
...the fahjah queried, rummaging deep into his nearly empty jockstrap and emerging with his
As long as I live
I will never forgive either one
So I guess it's just as well
My sweetheart left me for my pickup truck
The kind that drives itself
I came
know
I get your ass gone permanently
It ain't complex
I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next
Do a drive-by on your project, take
the real life, it's just insane and boring
You'll feel like if your problems were so far
You live day by day without seeing your life passing by
Take your
don't know why
God I wish I could fucking cry fuck
Wish I could change the past
If I'm really kinda being brash
I've been backstabbed
By lovers and loved
their flocks of vitality
Their empty lives
Cheap and vulgarized
By their condescension
As we are deprived
They privatize
and deflect those who question
Pay no attention to the writing on the wall
The words seem empty cause there's nothing there at all
We let the wise man beat the drums too soon
We
with hate and it's caught up to me
Loosing sleep
Tortured by their memory
One day I hope I'll see
What a true warrior means
I swear that I'll remember
Just let me sleep
Emotional insomniac suffocated by your energy
A bad habit I can’t shake
My daily mistake
There’s no remedy
My tank is on empty but
at the girl by your side
Feeling empty just longing for the night
You approach the girl
Fondling her hair
Sweet talking her
Pretending that you care
She
Escaped again
Empties all around
Pulling up the stakes
I'm headed outta town
Daylights ending
Peeking through the shade
Waiting for nightfall
cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
Boo-yaow is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
Don't
never fake it
I just wanna live my life so true
I got really stoned, lost all my friends and almost got beat up by some idiots in the crowd. But
on parchment, in the heart so they remember it
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by
the police
Cause out here, the heart has gotta eat
So we live by any means in Chicago streets
I say truthfully, I'm trying to bring you me
I'm trying to bring
only too blind to see
That your love is inside of me
And now I don't have anything at all
Every night I think as time just passes by
Why I left
Marked by genius, channelled good
By some a bit misunderstood
They'd been wrong many times before
Sometimes our saints are sinners
They blur
either live poor or die by cops
I been stuck for the last 3 months
Dolo in these slumps
One day it's Kobe dying
Next day it's covid virus
Next day it's
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