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cs the lighting struck


Life unfullfilling realitys chilling
I cant enjoy the silence in my mind
If coppers are thrilling by beer that I'm spilling

Yeah
She's standing 5'2"
Approach her with the vibes, but she's fly to
I'm the type of guy that you don't gotta lie to
Is there some sense or a drink

confronted by my deepest fears
I pray to God that I never hear my mother's tears
Never have I ever felt so powerless
Mom, I apologize for my cowardice
Cause in

the battles in my head
You can't let this war take over
Music, your sweater, I hope this love is for the better
I was rooting for you
Are you rooting for me

names just how I undress her  

Set me off end up on a stretcher 

Run it up lazeey beat go crazy step on me end up like Swayze 

Rock gets shit on by

with the light dim no distractions visually your sense of hearings heightened let it touch your spirit and leave you feeling enlightened everybody trying

Breaking the curse
No excuses, I've been making it work

By any means, that means that I can get it done
Pray for my enemies, I got this fucking gun
I pull

the blunt
I've been taking shit for too long, pulling up to the front
I've got my feet up going ten tabs deeper
Till my senses open up, can feel them tingling

or against
Doesn't make any sense
The double talk
From talking heads
Dictated by the latest trends

It's time to make amends
Reconnect with family and friends

by the code won't break or fold
Ain't talking Philly I'll do the Bid
If I put money on his head they auction off his wig
My niggas go so Fuckin dumb

On command
By the junk show darling
Talking heads

One little bark now 
And the copy cats cry
And we all start

Trading in lies for the truth in disguise
Is no

them all if they oppose you
I don't know if this shit hell
But I've been posted how I'm supposed to
I got demons in my head
I've seen myself say I don't

I feel like I'm in an episode of the walking dead
Rappers stop making sense
Yall sounding like y'all some talking heads
Resident evil
You send

It's been 5 years and counting since I steered away from home
5 years and counting talking with my Momma through the phone
Had to get away before I

And there's nothing we can do
But hope and wish and pray
That we make the right maneuvers
Learn to deal with the pain
With a great sense of humor
Separated by

been downed
Take my clothes off
And unshoe to straight ground
Can't keep runnin' away like a
Dog to the pound he's almond by the mound
Ain't nothin' but

of your body on my bed
Played in my head
Oof
I could see it now
Talking wild
Fantasizing of what could be
Not for lack of opportunity
It may not make sense

your love will change me,
I’ll show you if you be my lady,
Put a crown pon your head and put some Dior on your body,
Take you to the south and introduce

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

I heard a voice one day, a voice from Jesus say
"Come unto me and rest, Oh Lord
Lay down thou weary one
Lay down, down thy head"
Broken jewels hewn

hot like soup

But back talking it don't gotta say it they know how we get kan tell by the posture don't Front on my shit an whatever I do pursue wit it

Patterns of self destruction
Modeled after forgotten
Days
Days

I avoid talking to you
Tilt my head and stare at a
Ceiling tile instead of straight ahead
So

Don't let my heart go cold ahh
Wrestle with thoughts inside my head pray I don't Swanton Bomb
Been in pain analyzing all my scars like what caused

respect, off with your head, narcissist kiss the ring
Talking bout you vetted like a chia pet
All smoke, no fire, I don't see a threat
Last line of defense