Lyrics:
protects ya
Outta darkness where the lower
Spirit's kept ya
Tryna dull ya receptors to the
Ways of ya ancient ancestors
Only to rise again, as told by
It's guaranteed I get the cat (Skrrt)
Closet by Christian and Virgil and Gucci
My wardrobe be looking like Saks
Turning my opps into Ronald McDonald
I'm
wins
I'm just tryna live my truth, have mercy for my sins
God, I pray again, pray I find my way
These niggas tryna get my mind off track
Too many
live together
By your side
Now she's gone
I too must go
Where I'm bound
I don't know
Oh my soul, Oh my soul
Where I'm bound I don't know
again
A captive to the tide
No more to wander in the wind
Without you by my side
My love, how beautiful you are
My love is ever where you are
questioning,
My existence,
Father will You come and show us,
How to live again?
My lack of vitality,
Affirms my humanity,
I boast not of my sufficiency,
But
(again)
Bitch i'm from brooklyn, pissin' between cars on the c-train to euclid
My stop is utica, get off walk 3 blocks
Turn by the chicken spot and come
the first place
And those that are you wanna further debase
Nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen
I will defend, 'cause I'm at a loose end
out
To the skit, on the D&D-project, blew the shit out
By accident, we do some shit on the mic
That a kid is convicted in Interstate, trapped again
the light which is blinding my eyes
Now on a strange wings I fly
I soar on the wonderful wings of a dream
Never again to be bound by chains within cold walls
or the sound of your voice you were the light in life I was
afraid to let you go the days go by don't want to live no more if I
could touch you one last time
to the future,
Now is to be solved by us
The seven pilgrims of mankind
On the verge of suicide the butchery began
And writting capabilities came back to me again
again, how you got your funny name"
She said, "My house is the only one on that street,
I live at One South Rainey's Lane"
"Jesus, where is he when you
LONG NECK, WAITING ON ICE THE MINUTE THAT I CASH MY CHECK IT'S BEEN A LONG WEEK GOT A FLAT TIRE, ALMOST GOT FIRED BY AN S.O.B. YEAH ME
Seething, tumultuous suffering, decadence, mine
Fiercely seeking death, existence, my plague
All hope, a disease lost in a lost time
Fallen from your secure
refuse to become a martyr no matter what you say
I'll be gone this time tomorrow I only live for the day
Gawd I hate July, I scream into the sky
for what
cry.
“I don't think we should meet again.
I think I should forget that you exist.
You're a curse that keeps getting worse.
Now I know I'm finally done
Stepped outside and i walked to the edge
Toes pointing down looking over the past again
I'm frightened by my urge to descend
Opened up my chest
will still spin
Another day ends, and the end will begin again
Dancing in circles, and clapping out time
Telling the truth and forgetting the lines
of this devil within me
I feel guilty, I feel guilty
Guilty for my crime
I won't be cured, I won't be cured
Be cured by serving time
I don't want
I learned a long time ago that not everyone is on my side
Had to figure out that life was more than trying to get by
Had my hopes and dreams trampled
check sound correct, so vivid
Like I'm stepping out the speaker, streets taught
Never leave an enemy behind, when he goes
He might strike again another
The gloves are off, it's time to kill
Despite the body count ensued
Bodies and flowers pile up in ash and money
While your freedom is raped by
didn't have friends cause I barely even spoke
My head was mad out on a ( ? ) float
Surrounded all sides by thieves and crooks
I found a little peace in
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