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(Yes)
You feel my pain when you rest your head on my chest (Yes)
I feel your pain when I put my hand on your breast
You’re such a hopeless romantic
I’m

she suck it, yeah, I stick it, uh
If I smoke it, yeah, I spliff it
This that Hong Kong, 745, Black Wall vibe, won't you ride with it
MR38 by my side,

And Them Hating nigga tryna run me over like a charge I beat em like technical foul

Look at my dawg in the back yea me and my nigga we really raw
And we

beat the traffic
Like a magic school bus
Cause a nigga flying
Cousin keem by my side
Yea he made it happen
It's a miracle that I started rapping

Scar
Id say by far I hit my head
Yea sorry I'm jarred
Hop in my car 
Get behind the wheel of a beat cops told me Im barred
You cabbage patch pussies
Open

really just stick to my senses
I gotta live the code
It's a trap in a trap house
We keep em sticks by the door
These niggas really some bitches
And we know

The fault line's about to blow
And the devil is at my throat
Paved with good intentions, don't you know
I'm staring down a dead-end road

Please call

On my way to the top 
This that Kid Cudi flow

Inside my soul, feel this weight on me
I been feeling low, feel this weight on me
Slide out, hit the road

to win the dead lottery lottery
Coming apart at the seams like a doll older than the damn story of Dorothy
I'm just following the road
Nobody knows my life

So they coming back for it right after the track over
Never end the day sober, eyes smolder
Looking like the top of the head red Crayola
Looking like

The brothers I got in my life stay by my side cause I choose to keep it a hundred
I made mistakes, I come back for the take just to say I could do it and done it

wondering if she's gone to my head
We didn't make up, but she was not sleeping. She was sweeping
She kept on sweeping. She wouldn't stop sweeping. I couldn't

some cruddy shit, dirt on my grave
Now I'm just drinking, it might be the thing
I'm feeling empty, the bottle is me
Shit I may smoke a whole ounce by

Hitler 
Sit on it and rotate, I set the bait 
My traits unlike any great, hate 
I know I've got the rhymes but by design 
These people know I'm

bum[00:49.21]And my side ho, got two big tatas. She give me head, she give me mata[00:52.60]She gettin nothing, she gettin nada!, huh, huh.[00:55.57]I will not tell

Chapters gone on too long my patience wearing thin
Call to God but I'm stuck on voicemail
The voices in my head got out of cells
Things I need to see I ran

never her scene Got it written all over her - obscene
A bad temper is what she got
Fueled by spite, don’t know how to stop
Nice hair, but bad habits
Every

motherfuckers are torturing me
Totally rolling over explosives, I'm morphing to Jesus
These other suckas keep hawking to see
My Stephen Hawking seething

look
I just be talking fasho
I just be praying to God
To look over all of my foes
Why cause I'm that
Slatt it's in tact
Brat brtittatt
Yeahh yeahh
Now

Everybody that I know is going mental
Push the pedal Off the road
I'm a dead one
Twenty bucks and now I'm stoned
Where my head go?
Tell me what do I

to conversations over a phone
As a kid wishing I was grown
Watched as these angels got overthrown
By demons
Hot Hoping they'll leave me alone
This evening
When will

Donald Trump, fux Hillary and Bill 
They say I'm spazzin out and need to take a chill pill 
Have to keep my cool,they'll kill me like Anthony Hill 
Carolyn

off to save the nation, I got bored with figure skating
Around you young chumps
This like my third life now
Rocky Road ain't got no bumps when you fly

I'm Blessed, Truly Blessed (by Tonio - Son of Grace)


(4x)
I'm Blessed
Truly blessed

If only you knew
cbout my life's story
You would understand