Lyrics:
Surprised by such an evil thought
Where did this thing come from?
I thought I cast it far away
But it's creepin back to me some
My spirit's willing -
where it lay
Years of hateful thoughts will get you back
I'll be at peace soon
You think you're punishing me by your anger
But it's you serving the jail
Mother Nature has offered us to see...
Her mask lays lost in a fatal dawn
Closed were the eyes of the Sun, He sleeps
And in the name of Her Father,
She
for a fight
The stars don't shine upon us
We're just in the way of their light
The new girl in Tahoe has swallowed Sinatra's cum
A Russian
On my way to glory baby I see you later
Ain't nobody promise this, please check my accomplishments
Better find your nitch, cause you ridin' in the wrong
us, just go for a ride
And stop at that stoplight, not think about you
Sittin' here by my side
Yeah, I wish I was new to this town
Just pullin' in,
the lives we take plus the hate we make minus our freedoms at stake divided by us and the wealthy estates here we are today with the angels of death on their
can't hold on
Sometimes we fly
The way that always goes bad
When we get by
Then all we're leaving behind
We'll hide
We'll hide
All the things
WONDER HOW WE'RE GONNA GET BY LOVE ISN'T ALL WE NEED BUT BABY I'M SURE GONNA TRY I'M GONNA KEEP IT REAL RIGHT HERE AND ALL Y'ALL DON'T HAVE
the world today
If you wanted to follow us yesterday
But very few cats got something to say
Kept back and stuck to them same old ways
Hate spendin'
So here we are
It's like we never really left the start
Time heals the wound
But then there's still the scar
To remind us of the way it's meant to be
the street
And they progress
And we retreat
And all the books our fathers wrote
Are in the middle of the road
Little by little we implode
History
me advice and then laugh at me
Behind closed doors
Just close the door, let me be by myself
Just me and myself
I'm tired of living, I cry, I hear
I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
Bruh
Rolling with my entourage (my entourage)
In my garage (my garage)
On our way to Mariott (Mariott)
Got this little [?] wanna give me
It's hard enough to find the words to say
It's hard to find a way to be okay
A mother's love can never be replaced
But what I wouldn't give for
I can't go on
Deflate the air from both of my lungs
Fears one by one followed me home
And became reality
I'm a failure, I'm a freak
I'm a chip
room for the gardeners
Niggas lettin' the lead go (pow!)
Mighta thought he was Drew the way he Bledsoe
All on Instagram live lettin' the Feds know
the God by any other name
I'm Clubber Lang with a Hogan 'stache
I'm Mr. Pink making moves with the stolen cash
Buy the bar in South Dakota then I dip out
Looked over in the thin way
When it comes at the top
The light rise of
the starlit sky
Meets us when it listen
Falls sound the first worry
went away
Sam is
the little homes on the block had no chill (what up?)
I'm from midtown, roots in that asphalt
One of many roses push they way through them cracks y'all
gone, we puffin' the death
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now
I put the bread down
worthy"?
My friends did it big and my friends did it early
Met a lot of people I admired, inspired by their talent
I looked the other way if they was
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