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hears the voices from the past
Destined to repeat the faults of old days
The clock runs out, we're crying in despair
Terrifying fear without exception

bags off got the whole spot reeking
Bitch like my voice when I talk turn her on
Say her pussy get wet every time that I'm speaking
Clarity diamonds

afraid when it began
Something had changed and the world was suddenly shrinking 'til it fit inside my hand
Open your eyes, I could heard a voice calling

hearts turn old
Voices of the voiceless stories unfold In the City lights where the streets cry out
Lost souls wondering what's life all about From

the fake they be lurkin
Bitches on me they be irkin
Now im the one doing the swervin
I gotta get it by any means
Ignore the distraction disturbance 
While

voices and silent nights
And empty pockets and civil rights
Cashing in of famous face, helpin' us to stay in place!
Keep the machine oiled to kill,

side of me is persistent
The demon in me has been winning
Applauding my voice in the distance
Calling me but I'm not listenin
The miracle mess that was

the zone
Take a walk and I ain't goin' home
Listen to voicemails
Cause shit Ion never answer phones
Hear the little voices in my head
Say you doing wrong
Am

changing colors cause my money getting old
30k you do this every day you on a roll
Ok hold on lemme fix my voice
I'm Hoodie Blet after all
I'ma get money

interested in better led societies
This life isn't a joke so don't be frivolous with your voice
Use it where it matters defend your rights that's a PRO choice

to misdirect my choices yes the voices  whisper in my ear softly a long spree of drug use had gripped my wallet and tossed me  across a lost sea of hopelessness

treasure
We built up a whole new home that's better
Than the one we fled from
We've been tested by so much
But at the end of it all home is your touch
To my

reminds me of simpler times
Your smile is all I need to see
Your voice lives in my mind and jogs my memory
It's in the way you speak to me
Your words hit

Foot on the gas 
I don't got no choice 
Need me a jag 
And need me a Royce 
All on the W.E.B
Like Mr. Dubois 
Gotta thank god 
He gave me the voice

and shout
There's nothing wrong with being loud
We're all here slowly breaking down
Flesh & blood we devour, tongues that give us the power
Sabbath watched by

throat
We ain't playing no games I gotcha in the scope
Aye
747 passin' by the boat
Thinking you so hot but you be shopping for a coat
Ocean level lyrics

a product of faith 
I mean did I mention that we're saved by grace
That means God's Riches At Christ Expense 
So we can be washed and saved from sins
I was

the lot, I never lacked da will
Hunters vest on the game is mine to kill
I cut some ties wit my closest people it's been real 
Too many voices and not

neighborhoods
Might've passed by, you ain't seen it if you ask me
A couple bad times with ex bitches in the back seat
What is his life like, go head compare

Less faith in the system to place our bets
Erase our voice and replace our heads
With the same old trickery
Stricken to living by your thread
Why do you

around them
And they'd be lyin', sayin' they knew his voice sounded
And if they came to find the socials, they'd be so astounded
'Causе they thought that

along
The best thing for your life is to take a little time
Doing what you want and what you can do to get by
If you see the signs, you know they'll never

guess it's my time now, and I'm never going to stop
I hit rewind on the time, I'll be back by the weekend
I shoot the shot no defense
All the banks coming

93 Balloons
I wasn't born by the river, but the flow still wet
Out in LA, but don't claim no set
Told y'all something that you don't know yet
Told my