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Everything bright white
You have to focus
What's in sight
Could it be heaven
Lucky number seven
What I'm trying to prove
I make the move
Got me in the groove

drop your government of thought
This master of all ceremonies will rock our phonies

Until their brain rots or heart stops, or what not
So by far, I'm

Forgive me for wasting your time really wish I could stop this so hard I just wanna be close to your heart and I know am a stranger don't mind yeah she's

time
Baby thats fine
Can't get you out my mind
Damn you so fine!

Met ya summa time
Damn you such a dime
Almost let you pass me by
But I had to stop

sees the pain for me playing these records back
I'm seeing all of my deaths
I'm seeing various forms of
Myself collapse

I become enraptured
By

like I'm Moses
No chills, after the reigns of them mohit
Good heart can't be denoted by a gold teeth
A lot of pictures in my gallery everything no be my

I left the lighthouse in the morning
And reached the arctic by the evening
I was lost in a flood, run red with your blood
And the sun never sets it

the soul
cin't no days gone by that he don't count the times
That he told himself let go
He thinks too much to himself
He ain't superstitious, but he is

me if death
Is something i should
Worry or be great full for (mmm)

Cause i don't know if
I should be doing this
On my own again

I can't stop
Thinking

repping covers sins with blotch
Endure this hard lesson evil stepping by the word I scotch
The whole world is tripping worship demons like its something hot

don't see it in your faith
I never let it break my plan to elevate to a position where I see His glory right before my face
Stop
Look at all the options

lie
The shit that you and me we got
Ain't ever felt this right
Feels like I gone to Heaven when you
Right here by my side
And if you stick with me I

The scent is still made by Yves Saint Laurent
If niggas want beef, make it stroganoff
I don't wanna talk that's why I cut em off
You can't have a seat at my

that I'm tipsy off life but I'm tipsy off vice
But shit I'll be alright I'll be the number one
Even if that means I fight the current number one
Don't

Have mercy for me
P
Inbox full of selfishness
Thinking to myself
I might need help with this
Think I'm getting heaven
For all the hell I give

ya want
But I choose to believe in the one and only Word of God

There's so much evidence, most don't wanna see it
Instead they live for themself, deny

to throw in the towel
I see them fight fear than stop fighting fair, don't call fouls
It's an ugly revolution make them see red like Mao

The forty-niners in

you know it too
Judging me by the clothes I wear
Thanks to music I'm escaping somewhere
Work, hard, eat, sleep
Then follow the plan
Still I think they

a child of the Most High
A child of God
I was burnt out I was feeling low
Down inside the valley don't know where to go
Hands were stretched towards heaven

the eff is satan
Ain't in my rearview
Homie gotta stop playin' 956 we ain't fear you
Yeah got a four by four in the 404 ain't near you
Got the bass turnt up

coming up, it's coming up, it's coming up 
Looking towards heaven
There's a rocket in my feet
burning up the bridges I know I couldn't keep
Caught up by

over you
I don't know what to do
I hate this feeling
Someone help me please
Cause I never thought I would wake up with you not by my side
And reach for

hancho)
It's a movie, put me in the bright lights or dim nights ima shine in this muthafucka you feel me
It's a movie, It's too late, you can't stop me now,

Self-betrayed by treason
Is it worth it
Is it worth it
Shouting at the stars
And draw across the heavens
Connecting all my scars
Save me
Let me breathe again
I'm