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Stop The Madness	

		Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.

Chorus :		When are we gon stop the madness?
What if we could only love only

Many people round me and it's so hard to tell who's friend or foe/ I ain't askin questions pray 2 God just to let me know/ Many people round me

a flare of her wrist
How she got locked by just puttin hair in a twist 

Verse 2

Who knew our facials could be the face of elitist? 
Hugs for amber alerts,

off the waterways
Girl, your body looking so right I just want a piece of that cake
Tell me what's your deepest secret
Mesmerized by your features Let

'Round here, I'm the life of the party, I feel like Andre
Might fuck around give a city my name, some shit like John Day
"Keep shining like Sun rays"
I got

We moved into the new neighborhood
And my best friend's parents were both deaf

They met at the Oral School
A repository for the children
Of a lesser

of God is a man beyond an angel
Every little heart that you touch will be saved
And every little saved one will make it through the gates
Gates of heaven

Scene of the Crime​

Well I'd just like to say I was there
At the scene of the crime

Please trust my disgust and despair
At the blood of our time

somewhere above

Only I who called God by His name
Am I a fool who bought his place in Heaven
As I was born and died a thousand times
And I still live

the atmosphere that we're brooding in
Can I suicide by constantly breathing doobies in
That would be tragic like killers living when movies end
Credits rolling

my phone 
Swear to god it won't leave me alone
Young Nigga free-styling off the dome
Ok we ain't going home

Ok ok ok ok ok ok
Deuces chucking up

I'm daily walking in Your word
My feet are guided by Your light
I wrestle not against mere flesh and blood
Strong in the power of Your might
Oooh,

It's a lot going on right now, I had to make a song right now
For my people we getting the power now, Don't tell me to calm down
This is Malcolm X

This ya boy polo bear here
And I'm back at it again
This my new album titled vibes Fo show
All songs Wrote and Produced By Me
God blessed me with many

bouta get smacked
By the God Hand, Void lead the hand
Gotta experience to understand
Equation murder as the aftermath
Top class, upgrade on you niggas

My feelings wanna roll
I'm the vessel of a god
Been possessed into the zone
Don't kill, don't die though
Visions of this world
That make me wanna go

Serpents call and thus I vow to my command
Witness the rebirth of the fiend
Become infected with forthcoming plague
I inhale the winds spreading

I'm cool, remember the time you just had enough and you wanted me to be exact but oh my god its tough, Its all between me and you.

All of the things

And maybe I'm just not as interesting as the girls you had before
But God, you couldn't have cared less about
Someone who loved you more
I'd say you broke my

I'll just be a sycophant this time
Stop by and bring you letters
I'll tell you you'll feel better
The feeling slowly disenchants with time
I knew you

lashes off yo face
Yeah I gotta 9-5
To Keep dem crackas out my face
I'm still booming in da trap
I got you 50 for a quake
And if I come to shop a pound
You

alright

Sitting at the table
With by best good friends
Sitting at the table
With the best friends of mine
And it feels,
God it feels so fine

Sing a long ding-dong, let's have it your way.
Chop, chop, here we go, day by day,
Here comes the maniac, hooray!
Watch out, be my guest, move aside.

on cases
But I know if I keep going i'ma hurt
Thanking god, cause the real ones in my circle
Gotta love fast cars,
Driving down a dirt road
Bonfires where