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I see it on my face, right
I got all these questions in my mind
I'm feeling so high, I'm letting go
I could fly, I'm going to get mine
But first I

the fruits of his ways
Okay in what comes with the end of his days
But the sun's rays shine on a face so divine
"An angel of mine" goes the phrase in his mind

donu0027t feel right
Even when itu0027s night you still shine bright
You make me spread my wings and take flight
I guess I was blinded by the smoke and lost

She Bangs

William Hung

Inspiration

2004

Talk to me 
Tell me your name 
You blow me off like it's all the same 
You lit a fuse and now I'm ticking away like a bomb 
Yeah, baby 

Talk

I spray up a clip down your eyelids
A hole down your iris, your face is divided
You look like a pirate, and shout-out to PirateJimBear
I'm so excited,

everyday
I don't like talking but I need a payday
Ok out my mind til I Helen Keller drag em
To the river then I offer them a cella
Fuck a nine to five

tattoos, light the fuse
Face painted Aztec red with all the blood I’ve bled

Red oceans turn to quicksand, My eyes soul never lies. Despite the fear this is

Creating attitudes of loot degrade
And so some folks and fakes
Might maybe say hello
Keep on passing by
And get your fat face jello-d
I think I'll mash them

Insecure what
how could that be
Yea my might mind run lil bit
Hit the blunt
Now let me think bout shit.
Yeah im holding on blick
Just incase somebody
Make me

mind, I ain't got the back to collapse
Been a few years I am couting up my stacks
Cut to the chase of the rat race, cut to the bone
Fucked in the face, by

from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies

to the back how I face you
Mind on the grind so the rhyme kind of skate to
A beat's the street that the lightie skate through
Pants on sag like it's ninety-nine

the best spitters im at niggas heels like gym shoes
Throw a punchline and knock them niggas lips loose
Im on fire like a lit fuse, sip Goose
In the club

I let a muthafucka die
Death by porsche
That's okays
Window Pane Gon Tilt in the rain
Distort with the pain
Free flow with the feeling in the veins

feeling it's amazing we still
in this and able to kill em just face it we could make us a million

Verse 3

When my mind draws a blank that gives me cause

I lit up my hair 
And the color of the walls dried out
From the smell of 
All the dirty things that have been on my mind
That morning

I lit up my

the booze, be amazed
How you and I will lose our minds
Before we even have a clue
Alright, it's time to fuse our minds
Let the music decide the vibe
I swear,

Moon shining bright
Sun comes daylight
I'm always on your mind
I'm always on time
Cause I like thinking of you
Thinking of me
Thinking of you
So

Sleepless nights, get the best of me
Restless mind, I'm dying to be free
No stranger, I've been fighting me fears
Keeping my head down, trying

Somethings in the air right now
And It's been clouding my mind to the extent that I don't care to find out
What's happening it's healthy to be scared

on these pages like Heaven and Hell sneaking out of their cages
I'm out of my cranium, crowded by faces like I'm in a stadium
Feel the depths of their rage,

Going to church and I'm feeling out of place
Trying to fit in with the rest by putting on a fake face
Telling them "Yea I'm good"; telling them "Yea

want supplied I'm with it
Just don't spill it
Number one rule is don't waste liquor
Number two rule bitch mind your business
Do what I do don't need

never ill enough
I'm sicker by the day until I'm throwing up
My fuse is shorter by the day
I keep on blowing up
I keep on fronting like "you know its us"