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your faith
Dark things they assumed were fake
They reached out tried to drag me down
They’d have me now but I was kept safe by the hands of grace
And you

and lives destroyed
This life is nothing but a blur
But nothing less than a blessing in disguise from beyond the skies
But like many, I am deceived by my own

rappers they so hungry with they hands out
We been working double time hoping that it pans out
You should see my back account it's not what I had planned

Our leaders never led us
They tied us up on strings
Left hanging in the dark
While they're maneuvering
Open your third eye
Like the raven you'll see

to the sky, you in my shadow, 
whether I fly or extend my size 

See I bite the hand that feeds my need
cause every titan plans to eat the team
until I scream

TheRealAyo:
Hmm Yh Yh
I’m falling(*2)
Yh Yh she caught me, she caught me

Verse 1: 
When times are hard she’s my Oasis, she got me tied up like laces

time
Got drive like my energy is motorized
Notice my signature style like this was notarized
I'm a prototype I've got a patent pending
Flattered by

feeling kinda dead
You gave me the jump start
Placed your hands on my heart
Look
I'm Lord Zedd
I'm battling these big heads
I'm not skinny, I'm in shape

was gone
My friend you've been lied to
I'm thinking I might try my hand at letting them see inside you
Let's see the pieces I would choose to show

man, jump man
Logo’d head to toe, like I’m his fucking stuntman
Don’t get crossed by the boss
Or you might see your muffin crumblin’
My MVP, flawless

floor corridor of the Grace Hospital

These are my people, hello Joe, how ya doin'?
Don't I take good care of you, Joe?
Mrs. Bergman, how you doin'? What?

replays in my mind sometimes I feel a weak lack
It's like I'm trying to climb a mountain when my hands are tied
They thrown dirt on my name, plenty

for the head, now her legs by her head
I ain't even have to beg, only really bout bread
Yeah, my young niggas still take perks like meds
With my dogs

walkouts, die-ins, and wait
For the right one to represent Us

Then, there are those more inclined to mistrust like when my father was a Panther they Just

and flip it by two
Runnin out of zips so I tied up the bag just like my shoe 
Comin out wit hits and you know I be smokin puffin BOOF
Who are u we got no

hands were chained not tied
I never waited for any of it to subside
Now I know where they hide
Now free, something solidified
I became unidentified
You

Angelic eyes can't wipe the past you made by hopping round my brothers
You know how to move stealthy, this ain't your first time under covers
Aye who dat

so there is no need for me to look for you
When I was born you and I had our conversations
So I've been talking to you
Even if I were tied by my hands

Never tied down to a track, I ain't no damsel in distress

I chef it nice when my hand up on her breast (Whoa) 
You wildin'
I'm chefin' chicken sammies

to Uncle Sam
You used to call me your fam
Now you move away every time I grab your hand
At this point in my life, it's nothing I expected
Had to get up early

free until you gotta do what’s necessary/ and lately I been feeling like my hands are tied/ and time has taught me to never act impatiently/ and life is

Oh, let's go
Ayo, this John Anthony baby
Celebrating 35 years of one of my favorite albums Radio by LL Cool J
So it's time to bring it back with this

After this, I'm steady choosin'
Like a pick and-roll
My homie, hit, me bought some shit
While at the corner store
About some dude, big bucks,
That's

crashin a train wreck
You a pussy stuck on the train track
Full steam headed for the race track
Burned out runnin tryna say facts
Do this with my hands tied