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mind
This world is chaos its not kind

Break my bones
Killed by sorrow
Strip me of flesh
Dont want to see tomorrow

Drain my will

Used to roll with homies now I'm by myself my paper growing
Had time to reflect and I saw the fake love that they was showing
I won't ever steer off

Then the price is increasing, dawg
Always been a problem, I stamp
Self made, got my own bag, ya dig
Mob shit we don't talk on the phones
Because they be

Takin' my time took a risk
Thought about whippin' my wrist
The easy way for that long ride
I know I'll surely be missed
So I keep my head to the sky

It's been over from come over
Found ourselves in new beds
Greeted by the face of an eager new lover
Break me, probably can for you see
It's been

You're the sister of no brother, you're misunderstood
by anyone that you're not talking to.
You licked the flies off of the windows in the wrong

playing gee-gees
with every easy soul that he sees.
Missing by a mile,
what he truly seeks.
Leave me my solitude,
I beg you, please.
Because vacation is now

How we’ll survive without power to deal with the very life Force that leads us towards the infinite, please be kind to me
I submit before this purity

Brake lights, Moonlight
Got to get where I'm going
Fast times, slow rides
Not moving but can't be slowing
Got to, get to
Where you are this evening

all mines lil nigga
I do what I want, different kind of nigga
I’ve been rocking out solo, I shoot by myself
I’m on my way up but don’t fuck with nobody

I've been working hard
Most be chillin' all summer
Been the bottom for a while
Now it's time to come up
The worst kind
I don't really think about

like my own
Come and sit by my throne
Maybe I'm the side piece
To ya
Beg please to ya
I ain't bitch
I am tryanna
Get through ya
Maybe I can reverse

got something it would like to say
Father, please forgive me I don’t understand...
I’m just out here trying to be a better man...
Bragging rights but

are so trying to please someone, eh
Why do people go to unloved work and do what they really do not want, eh
Because they hope for some kind of miracle

Ba ba ba ba ba...
Ba ba ba ba ba...

Teacher please,
Don't be such a tease,
Give me some kind of sign,
Not detention this time,
The things that we used

cause she's a little crazy, too

I hope someday
I can find
just that kind of girl for me,
too

I could not foresee
what happened then to me

Well, you

I fall in love
I dig your vibe, tell me what's what
Don't tell no lies
Baby please don't front
Hiding what's You 
makes shit less fun

Do you do 
Know

The kind of hood
That never opens
If I spend forever broken
I won’t be so hella hopeless
I hope you know that you better notice
I’m not the one who’s always

literally made of keys
Or catching the rabbit in your eyes
By letting it do as it pleases

And just knowing that life sucks
It really does, it's true
It

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
In the night, all alone. Made a fool by the telephone
Hard to sleep, blazing dreams. Doesn't seem, but I should've known

your soul apart
And from the top of your lungs
Scream BE MINE
Give me one last chance
I just want to make you mine
Your coldness, your distance
The pain

sticks
Point is, you’ll turn out worse than an Adam Sandler flick
Living by my word, bitch I ain’t finna take it back
Letting off mad rounds like a nickel

schooled by the boy who's only messing
I mean what are you thirty, don't step to me, please quit flexing
And once I spit a verse it's always in your head

interrupt I wanna clarify
I don't give a fuck if your a private eye
I'll tear your fuckin balls off and leave you blind
I'm not all bad I can be kind
It all