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painful
Acting like my heart ain't pain full
Putting it all on the table
Helps me feel like I'm more stable
This is the life that I chose
The life that I've

you hold still
We could read books about it all night long
But the truth is if you know, you know
I'm a fucking phoenix, I died a thousand times
Some

I'll have my summer by autumn
All highs and no lows
Half coma, half conscious
I'll dehydrate in a bedroom
I can touch every wall
Part chaos, part

Instead of getting lame words that all rappers potray
Im tired of getting blamed by the fax that I always say
Fax, you niggaz text to get over your ex
Fax,

up, and away we going on Cloud 9

Only worried about my path and road and forget about everything I can't control
So all of my concerns about what

for public consumption
Rising from the ash of what I'm capable of

Early morning panic
Hanging by a thread
This time, I nearly dropped right over

I've been looking all over for this four leaf clover
Never getting any luck, standing here dumbstruck
Seeing your kin sitting by the gin makes me

they flippin' off
It's wintertime

And this creaky sound, when you steep by steep
And this sleepy peace, stop over and listen

And it's comin' out

know
It'll be all over soon
I know it's a different time
So remember to breathe, breathe with me now

hey, yeah)
Go trip over all my bottles and fall down into a well in this bitch
(Hey, yeah, hey, yeah, hey, yeah)
I may way go and wish you well by

May we gather
The trees arch over my face
The light passes through the little holes in the leaves that cast
A shadow into my eyes
I can no longer see

a mannequin
Like Jack the ripper with daggers
I'm stabbing em
My gift of gab is so outlandish My vocal style command is in
The upper echelon
Of over standing

What the fuck is wrong with your face
Eyes roll look all over the place
Nostrils flair sniff the air for danger
Type of shit coerce the bigger animal

groovy type too sticky Brown shit
Feening for a lick so I
Hit up my conect
On stand by no reply
Waiting for a text
Puffing on a stress joint
Just to feel

still ignoring all the gibberish 
If it ain't concerning me
I'm still riding on the lightning and I'm still walking the Red Road
Still fighting for

room for leftovers
My heart got ran over by a steamroller
Back & forth were stressing out
I'm tryna figure out
How to save an angel from the clouds

Back

glass
Drown the feeling, swallow yet another Friday night
I, I, I don't need eyes to see
The way you look, your presence is all over me
So fire up those

dunked those closest to me in it's filth
The do-what-they-likeys
Replace that first letter with a P 
and you'll be on track with the neighbours 
as they

Grieving Jacob Blake
Will it ever stop?
In America we murdered by the cops
Sufferin’ from callousness
Tired of analysis
7 shots sent me right back into

on was something that I did long ago
Took up all my time to get over your glow
I hope to see you soon at one of my shows
Please just don't leave thinking

a dummy
Nigga got caught moving funny
Im moving to swift got the 5th by my tummy
Niggaz aint know that i keep me a savage
If i let em tell tyson reap havoc

behind by that handout kid 
Wooden jungle gyms 
And finger paints  
Splinter tag 
Who's king of the hill 
Reno 
Lowers 
Prices 
All these words written

As the night goes by
You probably won't believe it
But I'm here to protect you
Watching over your dreams
Light comes and wears
Her golden braids
When the day

control over me
And it goes like
The script goes
And it goes like this
The script goes
Always work 5 days of the week
The majority of the day
I go and turn