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(Chase Davis on the beat, yeah)

I need the spot with the pots and the pans (pots and the pans)
I got a stick that'll make that boy dance (make

Lemme paint a picture for you
Sorry it's just paint by number
No one here will ever save you
Don't put the burden on your lover

I'm overwhelmed
I

u meant to trust me 
When i be givin into anything that my lust needs 
Looking at the things this  life has buss me 
Moral of the story is finding

, I got that by the hour dick
Drinking till I'm out of it
Puffing on diesel till it's gas fumes
My joint be looking like it's past due
I'm rocking 2

chosen to fight
Took your shot at me for one last time.
Monotone. The words come out but the sound 'it drones'.
Complacent, losing face... caused by

Beating heart that wants you wants you wants you
By my side

A distant silhouette, careless and resigned
Tell me, you'll be always by my side

I can't find

off about me like a damn Wiccan
Sickened by my vision so I keep the sunglasses on
No need to see the light now that I see that the past is gone
See me

alike
Cuz when girls cry we stand by your side
But when I cry society's blind

God couldn't help me with all of my burdens
Instead I looked to myself

A lot of the news you bring makes me feel sad.
More often than not something's happened that's bad.
I hold on real tight to the arm of my chair

and to hold
For better or worse, richer or poorer
In sickness and health
For long as we shall live
And even after the death
And the things that I can't do by

continue to burden
the black community
left by the institutions of slavery,
Jim Crow segregation,
and the era of mass incarceration.

After many failed

grinning
Thinking about a war he's winning
Ooh ooh everybody is a star

Sisyphus I feel you boy
Roll roll rolling that rock all day
No one lends a hand along

wanna suck me up, that's a survey
Me, Milly, and yo bitch, that's a threeway
Roll it up, don't smoke it, this persie
Run into my boys don't persuade
Every

like me don't want to hear that shit so do what the fuck you been told
[chours]
I smoke by myself
I drank by myself
I fuck these hoes by my got damn

my Savior set me free
Oh, oh
Hey!

And I found my freedom down at the water
When You took me by the hands
And I left my sin down, down at the water

And the tribal chief
The head of the table
We not interested in that
No No
We don't get motivated by that
We don't get inspired by that
Hmm hmmm hmmm

Just let me go
I'm so cold so the dope that I roll
You don't know all the stories untold
I'm so cold dope I roll
Smoke until I am whole
My soul will

Watch Me (Rock 'n Roll)


Look how cocky you’re stepping out of your company car
Spending your dirty dollar down in the members bar
Well I’m not

escape
Cause that somebody roll up roll up roll up


Cause it’s not safe here anymore
And there’s nowhere to run or hide
Surrounded by people but no one’s

I chase a dream that few people do Achieve
I pray that it's destined for me
I spend my late nightspot  listening To all these beats
Tryna freeing my

cognize that we're toxic too
So the "he" I was mentioning is all bout me
Expressing through my heart a world
I once wanna flee
Life goes on
In these fucked

a buzz
You're such a disease
If aftershave made you scream
You're done
So call me, Peter McCallister, the father
That's right, made you my son
So now you

get it
Any time you talking shit just know I really don't forget it
And I'm thinking that you're jealous by the way that I be heading

Seven silver

flex
You know my chain be gone, got heavy shit on my neck
It's a burden that a nigga hold, you can see that hurt my chest
That purple drink we pouring,