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survive inside this hell

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, by and by
Is a better home awaiting
In the sky, oh in the sky
In the joyous days

What space is filled with hate
When will they ever learn

Yeh we gotta do this again son
Yes one more time 
Hey yo fake blood 
Yo son
Ah yo jamell

the page
Letting go of this malice and rage
Open my chest, let he butterflies free
Don't touch me I'll scream
I don't mean to sound mean
I'm growing

logic in order to let my heart be the sole focus that's guiding the way
I'm turning the page today
Okay
Misguided by greed and treacherous things my head

in the front seat of that truck, with the tape deck on
Yeah my daddy, he wrote this song 

And If I could see him one more time this is what I'd say

the front seat of that truck, with the tape deck on
Yeah my daddy, he wrote this song 

And If I could see him one more time this is what I'd say 
(This is

mind, but Im still breathing
Need this to keep my mind occupied at the weekend,
Now once again I'm on the rise, songs compromised
I'm leaving
Yo
Who

on saying this 
Till the day of my last breathe I'll sing His praises
If God don bless you sing along
Out of few am the one
Counting my blessings one by one

p-p-page
Got to slow down and a-act your age
Restricted by the way that wisdom is conveyed
Using dollars to measure the value of your day
Okay, imma show you

repost this song
I've been pushing for so long

Count on a click to make us famous
Plugging away, no, you can't blame us
All of this talent left unseen

at me
This ain't vanity
Good brain like the babe just made me loose my sanity
Make me loco
Hustle on the go go
I ain't with that bullshit
Keep that

I try to ask myself every day
I try to ask if there's something
Wrong with me
Is it the way I dress
My makeup, the things I said?
I wrote this song

If I could write you a song
To make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks
I hope that you like this

Look at my apartment
This is what happy looks like
Caw
Caw caw
Up all night, in my biome, habitat
Encroaching from all sides, feeling trapped
Soon I'll

goddamn beat that I'm on
This a real deal spill
I can't comprehend my feelings, these songs is how I'm dealing
I can't stop the goddamn thot-stealing
That's

god knows my roads, and it's like reading the notes
My life is changing your job is aging
Turn days pages, try run from cages
I am a man of faith, I

Against the ceiling
But you gotto realise
That the sky is nearby
Du-du-du 
So I don't know
If you wanna stay
But we got love songs
We got love song
And we

precious has been found
Day by day, word by word, line by line, thought by thought
This is all I've got
I'm not throwing away my shot
Monuments and statues

motivation this real sacrifice
Could live like a vacation
But I got a vision my mouth is salvatin'
These rappers is kidding they all sound like bitches
They

to find love when you chillin’ on the stoep
Colder than a 40 in my youth
Yeah
A 40 year old that is
I just hope I don’t get used to this
Twenty something

cherish the days
And now we're all over magazines front page's
And this is fire coming out
The speakers when it plays
And I can rap for days when
I get

know why, man, it's just what they do

Hey girl from the sidewalk I wrote this one for you
If you hear it, know it's my song if you remember like I do

came into my life
Changed my whole point of view
And now all that I life for is
And I write to you this song
To prove myself that i was wrong when I see

found another in a couple of minutes
So here it is, here's your song
You wanted this for a long time
But I just find the right words
For the wrong lines