Lyrics:
Cause I can't get it off my mind
Darkness fuels the way we die
No I can't get it off my mind
Love and loss won't set me by
Cause I've been all over
to yourself
There is a hemorrhage in your mouth
It won't stop bleeding
Well you may be the trigger
I will hold the smoking gun
You'll get away clean
I'll
online
Actually I'm offline in my mind
You're no more a part of my life
I'm only focusin' on finding my light
When you see me online (online)
Actually I'm
cause I got more shots in me than a drive-by
Not no fast food, I will never crash you fool
Cause I got both hands on the steering wheel
You're about
on the gas, jet fuel so high (Ay, wait, drip, okay)
Yeah my diamonds sick, no flu, all shine (Ay, wait, ay, wait)
Hundreds in Amiris, all blue, no sky (Ay,
the songbird sing, it feels like spring
Had to fly down south to spread my wings, I'm in the
Promised land, promised land
Come and take me by the hand
Don't
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
mad
Man, money, made, mad
Man, money, made, mad
Man, money, made, mad
Man, money, made, mad
Check on offering, give with my hand closed
Check on faith,
Stand up
We shall not be moved
Except by a child with no socks and shoes
If you've got more to give than you've got to prove
Put your hands up
clean
And I don't give a fuck 'bout
Money 'cause I know I'm fly
Bitch, I know I'm fly, bitch
I know I'm fly
If you know you fly, hands up in the sky
hear
We need some new thots in here
Too much gas in my lungs
My fault my nigga, I really cant hear you
None of my niggas come near you
Burn off
what I'll do
You're looking like that for my approval
You're a body, just a body in a drunken room
Fuel the sins of the saint
Your soul I will taint
there Is fire
My mind is electric...
When everything's down to the Wire
Trial by fire, fuel my desire
Cuz I'm going higher and higher And higher
Rat king
My blood boils
To fuel our demise
I am diesel for fire
Melting your mind
No leaving
You're the rat king
Bound by your own filth
Writhing in
your eyes
In you I can confide
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You always been my rock
Ain't never had to lie
You right there by my side
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's time
of youth,
the misery of my neglect, would manifest itself in
many ways; depression - my enemy,
fear - my friend, hatred - my lover,
and anger - fuel for my
me, fuck the aftermath
Bloodbath on my hands, slaughter, red dead
I'm here motherfucker standin' right up on the ledge
Bring the chaos, let me slay
Beauty being shoved in some martyr abyss
My vessels hemorrhage defending from terminal illness
Even my nightmares refuse to lay their tendrils in my head
my house
Champagne by the fountain
So much money, I can't count it
Remember days that they doubted
Real niggas, they around me
When you walk in my
I'm a man with a plan everything I do I got my life in my hands
I'm a man with a plan anything I do I'm gonna take another chance
I got my eyes
trynna buy some time but I guess it's too rich for my blood
You're so good with words cause it's something in your blood
And the fans go crazy every time
shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
(And I said oh) so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish
shines on only some
We the meek are all in one
(And I said oh) so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish
Competition minds in the state of paranoia
I said if you're scared, get a dog
So by tomorrow you'll probably see 20 rappers walking with Rottweilers
Your
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