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(Do you know what it's like
To be the chosen
To be the decided by
To be the unspoken
For a box that is not open
I wish, I pray
But there is no night,

made in His image
We make up The Body, yeah
You see my people right beside
With inheritance of Godly
We make up the Body, yeah far from perfect

I been far from home, just reflecting on how much I’ve grown
From these good times in every single place we’ve flown
Past year and a half been

prove I'm better by bar
And keep up the beats so stay in your seats
And stand up clapping if you feeling this heat

You talk like A Team you just just hot

everything feels so life-like
On this planet, there is so much life
Alien animals passing me by
And no I am not on planet Earth
I am living on another one far

a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard
Bonedigger Bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away my

them wenches
U might end up like lamar or mr West is
If something smells fishy stay away from the stenches

Oh is that offensive? Well I don't give

all assume is way beyond reach
I gotta tell you i was so far gone
One look from him and i would come undone
How could one person be so perfect
How could

time
But if I end up falling, know that I climbed with you
So far, I've watched you climb and I've seen you slip
But I hope to not watch you fall
Even

look away
Can't let you be consumed by hate cause
(Wooooh)


Know the life we live is what it is
Trynna live without a fear
Until we're closer to the end

What big lies we have!
We come as spies disguised as lambs
But if they'd read just an open page
I think they all could spot the wolves far away
What

their hair is up
Oh damn here bad weather comes
Better come at us with a better gun
Or make sure that your shelter strong
And hide away with your bedding

in a hurry race right by me
too fast to really understand
Too far removed from the truth
White blues playing blackjack,tell me

What do I look like?

I didn't have the words that night
But we're both trying, so you say it's fine
But it's like, why?
I got the words, right?
I think em up every night

all, we were sharing the smallest to the greatest Gifts 
But some way we Slipped. 
A major shift took us so far that today we sit in baby Cribs 
(in

grind
I don't got a watch
Ain't got no time to waste
You can't watch me now
I be too far away
All the shit I drop
Impossible to hate
What about dropping

You lie to me without saying nothing false
She gets money I get what I want
She's made up her mind on you
She pours champagne on my floor
By

cared for by John Doe
You'd be better off just giving up
You'll get a pat on the back when you get a patio

I try not to get so negative sometimes, but I

cared for by John Doe
You'd be better off just giving up
You'll get a pat on the back when you get a patio
I try not to get so negative sometimes, but I

plays and my mind fades away, out to another place far from reality
Only if you really knew and you understand, all I got in this world is my pen and my

been alone in studio staying away from the nonsense
Every time I pop out to a venue they look at me crazy, do you get the concept?
Wanna hop on a stage

and wide
Her friends were all around
And in the little brook before the cottage door
The body of sweet Anne was found

Taken away by her weeping friends 
Up

thinking they're Austin
The world burns and we sit here just watching
Hurt by these privileged problems
I know I'm blessed and I'm grateful
I am far from

I'm not busy by the end of the night
You can come through and pretend to be mine
We can go from there, whatever you want
I got a chauffeur, the whole