Lyrics:
the hallways schools never taught us how to be resourceful
Loss so many of my homies after high school that school to prison pipeline so true
I hate I'm out here
""Hope is gone ashes in the wind All that was is buried in filth The shadows grow deeper with each passing hour The taste of life has turned too sour
"- police are advising everyone
To stay clear of
Alley and Saxby during nighttime hours- "
"- and so far
None of the bodies have been recovered -"
"-
of the world ain't better
We're still here, you know!
In this ya world that
We're living in
Peace no come after war
But more wars are beginning
In this ya world
There is a light in every darkest hour
And no healing without pain
There is a seed in every dying flower
Only clouds can bring the rain
I
personality
waisting all the hours on the things she'll never be
o o o o
one lie living in the new, this time she loves herself too much
just a pretty waste
the truth will shine
In the darkest hour, hope will intertwine
ECon One, the future's now in sight
Shedding light on humanity's plight
Together we'll conquer
personality
waisting all the hours on the things she'll never be
o o o o
one lie living in the new, this time she loves herself too much
just a pretty waste
In the fields of death at an hour of destruction the wind blew cold
A vast field of tombstones and cenotaphs all moisture-stained
As I walked across
your secrets through the vents
Wide awake in the blue hour
Wiping lipstick from your collar
The walls have ears each place you go
Humming along to your
3]
OK, what's next, after the sex?
What do we do now?
Finding the time, drawing the line
And never crossing it
Gave her the hours, gave her the power
One kiss is a dangerous drug
I'll get what I deserve
If I dare to fall in love
It's the question of the hour
How can I be sure of what I don't
well, one year passed
And believe it or not
She covered every last inch of the entire sidewalk,
And she stopped-
"Lucy, after all this, you're just giving
Up in the morning at six o'clock
Head for the city
Turn on the music, the radio
Nobody's hurrying (nobody's hurrying)
Day after day
Slaving
a another niggas watch
Body that man and let other niggas watch
Only thing worse than a coward, is a coward with power
Gotta kill him in the shower, hour
and
Telecommuting
Alone in your room and
Teletransporting
TODAY YOU ARE A PHONE
Today you are a phone
After years of seeing you
I have you in my hands for an hour
Sixteen and time to pay off
I got this job in a piss factory inspecting pipe
Forty hours thirty-six dollars a week
But it's a paycheck, Jack.
forward to rap, something cool
And you ain't gotta go back to school
Set your own hours, powers, and agilities
Takes advantage of all of your natural
the bitch how to whip a brick
Now that's the reason why she's sucking dick
Brick
Brick
Brick
After brick
Whipping the brick
Brick
Brick
Brick
After brick
stand up
Still look after my sons just like goten and trunks
Tournament of power I can fight for hours
Our universe is at risk zenu got too sour
Buu needs
Because every little piece of heaven brings a little piece of hell
In my darkest hour when death is knocking at my door
I can feel the tug of a thousand
Tell me what you wanna see
And what you wanna hear
And after that I'll be abundantly clear
That I don't give a damn
Yeah, that I don't give a damn
scaring me"
"Why erase what's helped you tremendously"
For a vision gotta let go of the past to see
Lay five hours, a ten to three
Figured out how I could
I give God all the glory, praise him
He made the seas daisy
All the miracles i've received
That's why imma praise him
Omnipotent gat the power
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