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you slide with the right vibe
I can even let you by with the right lie
Tryna say she want my heart, that's a white lie
Tryna look for love, thought I

Let’s see what I can do about ol’
Oh snap! Yo who that? yeah
That’ll work right there
She got a raspy voice too, word?
I bet everybody try to push up

to hi
I'll cut your grass just so i could stop by
You in the projects ok well i tried
I'll mop them pissy hallways wait i lied
Matter fact you can just

Feelin' small against the odds

Will I make it this world 
Got up out depression on my own 
Don't you dare question my tone of voice
I never had one

music and all that they're saying
It's the same old things with another catchy saying
So they label us, disallow what enables us 
To be ourselves by

with somebody else bitch
And I hear voices saying (you can have that drink)
Hallucinating tripping - freaking out
Passing out on the floor and I'm

of eyes
But you only need one
To reveal the surprise
It's always been this way
For many ages
Told by prophets, philosophers, and wise old sages
Giving us

shui!
Relapse in my old ways!
Bitch I'm grown I'm so late!
Fuck this life I won't break.

Pussy's only liquify (liquify)
A "dick" tip came to flex bitch

Tap tap tap click the globe against the moon
For the next tune we'll let the
Camera zoom into the bedroom
The more she raises her voice
The less I

radicals one with creations consciousness something magical
Something ridiculously off center and flawlessly effed up fell into your blender
Knife fight by

baggage I would carry from my childhood
Insecurities my first demos didn't sound good
Anytime I tried to quit would start hearing voices
Would keep me up

I can't feel down from the old days in an old town
Cause we better now, yeah we better now stackin' cheddar now
Had to write a few sad songs just

no No no
hello darkness my old friend

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I hoped to see you grow, develop 
your voice ’n’ see you have 
Your own shows, then

pussy on his face
He wanna sing on it
If I put that pussy on him 
He gonna wanna put a ring on it
And I don't even like to brag
About the old thotties I

beat is slowing
Should have listened to the omen
Take care of yourself
Your talent and poise
Sea shells blare white noise and I'm taunted 
By that voice

Kick Rocks

The Amity Affliction

Misery

2018

Their subtle voices on the wind
Asking me the same old things
They don't wanna be there for the come down
But they sure do wanna see it
Caught me

Whole country run by some old ass crackers
So I'm supposed to vote for a goddam slacker
Who happens to skip work cause they're too busy going after
More

inna air raise the roof
I'm the voice of da ville come to 12 im on mute
Go get my lawyer he Jew
I bet dick change up her mood
Old bitch cut me off hoe be

We gotta use our voice to come Equipped just like the armory
Lost art carve a heart bleeding
The homie died this weekend
He couldn't stop drinking its

tryin to type wit the voice text


I want the power, the glory,  
Find a trap wit ya niggas cop a 40,
Some coke and some sour, someone record me,
This

he tried to think of a higher peak, the answer was always it's her
The one he loved, the myth he couldn't believe was true 
She had the voice

location
Yet the still same old vibrations
I see the beauty in the rain
I see the beauty in the snow
I see the beauty in the pain
It’s all a part of the show

Forged in the mind
I refused to be
The old me

I never feel depressed
Cus I don't suppress
The feelings in my chest
I take a deep breath

And feel a peace

What is love then, but to drag a dead dear
By its horns, from the passing lane
Just to drive on, neither to arrive or to escape
Not to save someone