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the same if it was your father or mother, sister or brother, son or daughter
Would you wish that they too drowned in that water
Stop drowning out their

everyone to hear too
If it’s too loud, you’re too old. Stay proud. Stay bold
Crank the stereo. Yo! Gimme some mo
Woo ha! Boo yah! We brewed a brouhaha
Get

Living in a lie
Blue collar man in a suit and a tie
Bloodshot eyes in the holes of my pride
Me oh my
I can never decide
How I'm finna get by
When I got no

now they seeing tweedie circling their booboo
Face sprayed like graffiti
My right fist Basquiat
Left hand Banksy
Loved by the youth. Old heads can't

Kissing ass for password
To short cuts with gatekeepers
No wonder why my old manager said she hate people
Too many fake people

Fake love like Drake said

This is only the beginning of the reckoning
This is only the first sip, the first foretaste of a bitter cup
Which will be proffered to us year by

When I fill you with holes
Leave your ass to bleed
Right out on the street
And yeah you just got beat
But it’s time for round 3
It’s too late for you

Running
Forward Backward Leaving Coming
Point A Point B Aimless Motion 
Going Going Going Going

20 Something year old  
Being stuck here is what I fear

a straight shooter

Thinking about raising a coup so
Out of the way if your too slow
Out of the way if your too old
I could make an exception just know

You'll

It's Nathan Joseph
My Street
Listen

I used to break down
Os to 8ths, on my old estate
Hood life on the frontline, holdin' weight
But couple hours

Woo
I am on fire
Not going to hell lord please take me higher
But while I'm here will these lame os retire
Okay that may be too far
Instead I'll just

gaze. But that purse
on my dresser new. Heels by the exit too. Bought with my revenue. All while I
message you. Things that you could change, wait to see

ready
I'm just burning holes in my jeans
I can't even get to sleep
All the shit I write is so cliche
I'm just waiting for a day where I know I'll be okay

the vibes
You can wave too
Bars that save you
Hit em with the flaming sword
Of my own accord
Slashing reality, indefinitely spatial
Sonic boom blows so fatal

reap what we sew
Insult and give hate
But I don't feel pain
We use to be violent
Lust was a hole and you threw me inside it
Blinded by love cos you

the pollen and wind
Cicadas and the crickets sing the same old song 
From the slumber of the sun to early morn
Big wheels provide road kill for the meals 
Then

Verse 1: 
.
Created in need but perfected by the finisher  he took the desires of my heart and rooted them in scripture then took the building blocks

brothers in mosh pit
Rip the body by the scorpion king
Un cracked by a old fiend
I leave his ass in the streets

Shouldn't be clowned from his punk ass
Make

bounded by your love, which surrounded me with our old blues
I had to free myself, which took for me to bleed myself
And there's a couple leaky valves but I

up off the ground/I love the view from here,cuz you could see for miles/Tell my old bitch I wish you could see me now/Tell the other niggas I aint

like batman and robin (Yo what the fuck)
I shot at a opp in public
It hit a old women
I leave his ass blind aint talkin no omen
Im getting that bread I

a hex

I see Us grow old 
Cuz You push I fold 
Need to hear you scold 
I like to see you glow
I can stoke yo coals

Emotes off in escrow 
Cuz we so remote

The world will try to fill
The hole inside your soul
But it will only leave you
as before
It will never make you whole
Yeah
We all searching for

do is just dig hole
And bury all the pain that you needed for you to reach ya goals
Please don't wait till your old stop looking for a hand to hold