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dreaming
Are like a tombstone on your back
I only tell the truth
When Im half tied
Things aint been the same
Since my mother died

Double cross your heart

again
Askin bout my music and my plans
I picked you up and held you in my hands
Played it cool but told you in advance
That I ain't lookin for another

of hauling dry wall
My hands are tied up
Fuck life man I’m getting fired up
Theres just some shit I’m getting tied of
Getting last picked for fuckin’ line ups

It's American doctrine, wit more work
Less in my pocket to profit
No cash deposit
My bills are due
So a gotta work a double just follow through
And my

to leap off the edge
It all came to a halt last time I checked
Brain froze in my skull, and rolled off my neck
The saddest snowman
Holding hands open for

captured those thoughts, and I held on tight
When I would lay in my bed, watching Nick At Night
I closed my eyes and I said, you know your raps are tight

different, y’all are not on my payroll
See that’s what I like to see
We got some real king shit, on our hands right here
It’s not touchable, you not in

Spark by Legin
I really hope these strings will communicate my heart/
And if they don't I just pray that they'll be a start/
What I can't say I place

of clouds, but I'm through the ground

Maybe I just can't say enough
Maybe I should practice growing up
Cause my hands are tied, I've got blurry eyes, and I

a lot
Coz of the government and shitty rules it got
Citizens are crims, backed up by the cops

I just wait for the bass to drop
I just nod my head, yeah I

penis is erect
Now I'm going full throttle
The neighborhood kids walking by
But I don't care i'm a disgusting fuck
If it isn't taboo, I can't get my nut

yo left side brain 
Let yo plans die
Preaching that you anti fame
Get your hand tied 
Locked into this tough guy game
Till you sans time 
You pretend

Ahmaud Arbery
No more tears
Time to fight back
Ha
Staring at my son sleep wit my gun in reach
Thinking about what to teach him when it come to police

your voice shakes
Go before you’re ready
When your feet are feeling heavy
It’s the perfect time to jump
My nigga don’t wait
Always tryna force
Nature

your greatest power

Just remember you are not a robot my friend
It's ok to feel sad no need to pretend
Just remember you are not a robot my friend
It's

uncrossable divide stretches wide
So my hands are tied

You ask me how could I be so deceitful
You say my messed up mind is gross and evil
Well say what you

battling demons Lord 
Where are you I'm face to face with the reaper
Finally get home My girl is pissed Said she's sick of my shit Them Other hoes calling

Step Off

Cowboy

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And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.

Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time

my mind
They will be butchered by my hands in due time 

In the beginning, I was a child
Innocent and naive, undefiled 
I had no idea What I was

fight this
Weather like this
Makes a light of embers
Tied in tethers
My forever might
Be dead divinely-centered
Flying members
Sight to every life
It's

Stayin in my lane like when you mad and unhinged honkin
Hardest out a womb
I feel that way and feel you should too
Baby makin' moves like hands up because

I don't know if I believe in God,
It's just been far too long 
My faith is almost gone,
Take my hand, please lead me on,
God knows what I have done

swallowing
The right words
At the wrong time
Tongue tied
Teeth loose—

Not every poem
Is a poem

Sometimes they
Are a prison

But I am not
Afraid to recite
I

of my mind!"

Memories of the Eastern Rhyde
Burden all those who survived
Minds are chained and hands are tied (To)
Visions of fire and homicide

Peace