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got
Nothing's all I've got
Been a rough day Cycles like a carousel
Off the hinges but I've learned to hide it well
Broke off I ain't got no bandage for

This shit by ourself each year then it's a redo
Cuz annually niggas forget I'm ill we see who
Got potential
Flex ya rental
Niggas is accidental
Got ya

thing to stand by
And I think you should go and die
My name is MC Death. I like things to die
But the only question I have is who, what, when, where,

momma
Ya boy grown up
Got a son of my own
Can't be a fuck up
Time well spent
And the lessons consumed
Around the dinner table
Thanksgiving food
I'm

the grief's gone
Ill regard for the broken homes and mother's left to hold their
Sons and daughters, husbands, fathers, ripped away by the will of monsters
But

crushed by the sole of the
Seed the woman
Yeshua soldiers bruh
Sit back relax let him take control of ya
Game in need of renovation why we holdin up

Circus in town
And we're all here to bow

Burning the flame
A sentimental rage
This ain't the same
As our grandfather's page
One by one we watch the calm

Yeah
My future found me last night, then stopped by to paint a picture
Sunny skies and rose pedals showing me how to make a difference
Couldn't

the morning
From the reborn, to the teenage
Ra, the highest peak up in the sky
To Oon, the wise in the afternoon
When you become mature, looking for the cure
By

me
Cutting thistles, paint drying on your face, wherever you stand is a wonderful to be

So cycle safely in the clothes of yesterday and here by Rootle

as the story unfolds
I hit rock bottom seen the lowest of the lows
Determination in my eyes soo still I rise
I need a shake with my fries as the jake ridin by

a daughter (the cycle)
Until then, create a sound so magnifico
The human code that is deeper that pacifico
The ocean of love is sung by the choir
Desire, lust,

Candle by the bed
Capsule for the pain 
Wrestle with effects
Master and the chain 
Chapter never ends

Rewrite 

Familiar taste 
Warm like the womb 
Less

that is holy 
Blowing smoke in their face 
As I’m inhaling the rolly 
Control me, shit son 
You don’t even know me 
Spat on the ground
Then told him

a heart attack feel the burn I got prescription

I read it in the scripture
Be humble know yo place
I'm surrounded by some glory I can't touch they say I'm

That understand the depth
But not the vastness drown
This is the the circle of life
The human paradigm
One by one the cycle ends and begins anew

( Gone for the last time
I'm sensitive
Gone for the last time )

No friend of mine

, I'm sensitive
Wear are my feelings, on my sleeve
Son jus born

find another path
To my quest that'll accurately
Shatter what matters now
Into a thousand pieces
A cycle that repeats
What the fuck is the meaning?
Wake,

fail so it's harder to succeed
Pray to God he got our back, he told me son by any means
But keep your focus, don't be hopeless always notice someone's

As the days began to grow colder, the trees were on the verge of surrendering their vitality to the Spirit of the Fall. A Spirit crafted by the Gods,

the cloudy vision
Cause can't take them all
That's the family business
When you gotta make a stand
Baby ain't know switching
I didn't do by myself
There some

ain't really mind
Made sure I got to this shit young, so mama gon' see her son shine
I hated being all alone, now I hate they tryna ride
Cause they see me

to strive
Sign of the natural cycle
In which we take a part
The end is followed by revival
And shifts to the start
Old rival lies in the sea
Awaits the unrest

in the mirror
That's a time hole
In and outs
Day to day cycles (loops)
What's this feeling
In my gut
Flip a coin that's my luck (damm)
Wipe my tears