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healthy appetite gets strongest at night
My at home dinners are my men friends delight
When I invite the fellas over to dine
they all come early, in bed by

sure
I'll be honest when I pour
When I'm rich I'll give to poor
But that's not all I'm living for
A democratic christian
I know that they won't listen

die for you (They would die)
Yea, yea
When we talking on the phone got me feeling better I could call you when you home (When you home)
Best believe me

20-30m high again on drugs I could of died
Then started to get shy when I mixed both drugs
Recreational and pharmaceutical's but that's aside
Only cried

a pistol
Say your friend want to go home hell nawl she coming with us
An I swear if it's smoke we get him hit up
Pull up no sit up
Get his house wet up
I'm

I start off my day counting these racks in the back
Ian tryna conversate
How a nigga claim he get money
But spend his time in another nigga face
I do

secret
But I ain't got non just sweat and tears
Believe me when I say something then I mean it

All this aggression and hate starting to bring down my

of time
And you was like nine but god damn you was fine
Use to stay on my mind
When i was out on my grind
Open up the bags when im choppin my dimes
There in

minutes"
'Cause when Kendal died I learned the clock keep tickin'
Like damn, wish I could get him back
Used to spit it to P before I would finish raps

visuals
You pick up when I'm flowing
Just imagine if we all stopped to gaze up the stars
The futures what you make It
Just believe in what you are

holding on.
Going through disappointment. Yeah.
I wasted my time up on this Roam prodigal.
How I'm coming home, baby. I must have lost my mind.
My energy

of achievement each passing year been denied
These tears cry of bereavement when there's no one to rely on
I too have been deceived by some pythons
History repeats

I'd give anything to rewind it
I had to walk down my halls
And constantly be reminded
By pictures all on my walls
And I couldn't sleep at night 'cause

a vision, uh
All fact no fiction, bruh
I'm a Christian
I'm forgiven
Tryna live it
They don't get it
Cause I'm different
I told you that already, ha
God's

notice that
My whole approach is different
Music is really my home
I get this feeling inside of my bones
When I'm ripping and spitting in my zone
You see

the benefits
So they rag on the dogooders and tell 'em to get a job
Conform and pray to the same money made god
And that's fucked up, you wanna be unique but

didn't see the picture
'Til I had a call with Terry
He said, "When you come home, lowe all the fuckery, bro, your life set already"
No composure,

that I just don't understand it. At all

Grief Point — and "May Day," by extension — suffers from the same old shit. A potential, complete ignorance

Matthew 26:34 we get the message like Peter and keep on deny Jesus Christ more by more Matthew 26: 75 Peter denied Jesus three times and when the cock crow

No mf time 
To a point I was home 
 All I could do is  cry 
Get the gun    
From ur room  n put it to my mind 
Grab a pen n paper 
Just to say my good

a detective
Investigating your mental state in our nation
One nation, under god, but still no sign of you
I mean I see you but I really don't see you
Your flesh

Gomez I love all yall niggas and them niggas I be fucking wit at school too grah TNB For Life)
And I'm always proving niggas wrong
When I was younger they

Yeah, yo

Yo pick up your microphone and go home
All you rap bamma clones get thrown and shitted on
Leone's the villain, this my dominion
Fuck all

this all 'cause
He was surrounded by men with no border
Swinging around the events was the norm
But now we go out of the ends on a tour bus
No more