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And totally alone.
Dead battery in me phone
Just the groans of post surgery fear,
Nobody here will speak to me,
All I find out is I'm in Belgium and had

important
If we are dead or alive

Awake me from this "planet hell"
The signs are clear
They are leading us
To change the world
Our way I right

Now the time

of the dead



'Tis the sound of the tempest

That drowns us out



A cremation ground

Ensnared and murdered by flames

The protruding tongues

Lick

the trend
From evening to AM my friend
I wish I could stop, I'm just so damn dependant

Haven't been home for a minute and I'm wiped out
Getting older by

Well, you've got the gangsta rappers cruising in their low riders
They're kitted out by the very best designers
Got all the booty women and they're

Kick it!
I gave props to the Beastie Boys while we were making out,
It was my favorite song by them.
You told me I do not care,
I promise you that "I

I'm not a person of my words anymore
I exist inside a dream that was started by a child that now 
lives inside of me
I can't play anymore
I'm falling

now everybody break the ice and get your boof on tonight

[Rapper 1]
Yo we got budda and bootie to blaze and bounce when we chill consumed by
hooters

when
we chill consumed by hooters that truly make me bounce
on her filth (ha, ha, ha).
Fireplace fondling fingers in your fun house growlin
out mother

and till this day i rock you
your my girl, and your the one
thats always been around
when i needed love, you held me tight,
you kissed me through the night.

prophecy for the paper
To be properly stackin'
Since back when I used to sell cutties
Rocks and just watch they reaction
I came to kill everything
I ain't

might front you one more, you cop two
Nigga

Too many racks, can't fit in my pants
Spread this shit out like a Chinese fan
I was dead broke, it was me

brain
Insane God's Fury take the world along
Couldn't answer questions, the bullets flew
You dead wrong head strong like my mind's
Been hitting the juice

Virtuoso I rock the planet
Like the Mars Rover
Slash your body, turn it to a scar sculpture
Brimstone bar sofa
Syllables, unkillable carcass, flow

to see
So have a gander
And meet your poultric pullet commander

The coward in question? By now
You know him so well
But then, who am I to go

kick rocks 'fore I kill him
Ayy, hanging the dead bodies from the ceiling
Ayy, 4 make a real riot in the prison

Could it be why my parents were never married
And I'm holdin' a grudge 'til
I'm dead and buried
Cause I never learned how
To forgive or learned
How

Gettin' money like I won the lottery
Shorty a baddie, she doin' it sloppily
I'm tryna go up, but they foulin' me
(Like what?)
And they know how I rock, no

he rocks (uh)
He pulls girls 'cause they think it's fit he shots (ha)
Ignores mum, once he leaves the crib, he's off (gone)
He ain't thinkin' 'bout

on and life drives by
Friends feel like a portrait of a different time
When you had long hair and boundless hopes
Sewn up in your three minutes of rock

the two apart, giving all a nigga got
Bleeding in a hidden spot
Need what a nigga forgot, gin, tonic on the rocks
Spliff with the grabba
Dismissive,

moon grave

hush now say your prayers 
rock-a-by-bay up in the clouds
drifting high on the hog
sleeping like a little log
in the water, in the wind
watch

Judy Belle Thompson she opened her eyes
When shown the limp bodies her grandson held high
Fists filled with fish found dead in the stream
From valley

didn't mind 
A shifting line

And all these broken clocks
That met their deaths
I measure time
In steady breaths

The seconds roll on by so carelessly
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