Lyrics:
anymore
It's a feeling we transcend
If we're here at the end
I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore
You never know
Come on kids
You're acting
punchline academy
And anybody battling will simply end up mad at me
Graduate of having wit
The Kansas kid been practicing
Since age 9, had listeners playing
Watching some Stans with their faces in phones
Think they've been ignoring the signs
Cradled by ignorance, laughing at memes
Wonder if they know what they're
you seeing lil nigga yeah
Momma dead and gone
So I just want to end it all
But I know I can't be selfish
know I got these kids involved
Man I just want
or who you know inside them trenches
Even if I make it out what I'm going do about my niggas
I can't let the story end
Thinking about my dogs gone that I
I'm caught in between everything that I am
I can't look away only you understand
I try to deny but will crash in the end
Will crash in the end
Crash
to fake a move and bumrush me like a Nazi
Underground club where the kids are like rolling
I almost got an avalance dropped on my show and
'Cause I writes
of course
And so did all of his friends
And he beat that kid unmercifully
For days and days on end
Only less and less impressively
To that girl and all of his
Well, I've grown up
And I've grown in once again
Most of my problems lately
They seem to work it out in the end
But every now and then, my shit
and a couple of friends
No disrespect but my mindset wasn't like that to the very end
I'm going hard by any means
Stack this paper with a lot of dreams
I'm
I ain't fuckin with none of ya'll
Real ones be
Too hard to
Come by
No shade boy yeah
Let um sun dry
Truth is
You a bitch
Man that's no lie
The house at the end of the road has a story to tell
Living down there we didn't even know we were broke as hell
Were all just scraping by but were living
and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We
doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead (hey, hey)
At the end of another lost highway (hey, hey)
Signs misleading to nowhere
want to
I don't really need you, nigga fuck you
What?
Nah I'm just playin', got a wife and kids
Little Dame ain't come across dem triflin' kid
Yo
on the other end
Danglin' by a noose on his neck
They can't handle me, 'cause I'm where the scandal be
An underground nigga on Arista, now there is the family
back
Or just a parasite crawlin
Is the rich kid really better off?
Standards pampered by the mom and pop
Got em all goin all soft
With thoughts
back
Coming down the
Track, track, track, track
Little red caboose behind the train
Last car on the end, end, end, end
Racin' round the bend, bend,
Serenity's a (crack war)
Raw caricature of mayhem standard branded by the labor
With a thousand reasons to end this for every one of you saviors
Saw
and stay alive
For all the kids out there who are getting hurt
It could have happened to me
Can you make me believe
This could have a happy end
'Cause
and a stiletto blade
It's the kind of show you end up at
when you get stabed by the blade
big business made
I wanna go boot
I wanna go blade
The kids unloads his
how we live as a kid
Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends (x2)
[Verse 2-Telly Mac]
(Its just the street life)
We breakin' out no matter what
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
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