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Bodies under my bed
These voices in my head
It's life or death between you and I which ones gonna wind up dead

I'm... well prepared for your bastard

They said well done
Cuz I throw the verse like a tantrum
Stackin' up my thoughts
And build shit you can't abandon
Take her for a ride
If that ass

individual
It's like they love you then they hate you
And they throw you in that prison
Ion going down alone he coming with me if we flipping
Get your bread by

like save it, you ain't never been in no danger now
Beats made by David, bro, coming up with me, don't think I'm playing now

I got eyes in the sky, I'm

am in control
I am in control
Fuck
Missed me well guess what I've missed you! I know these past few months have been abysmal
It's been a fistful

"You turned off David Letterman and
Now you must die!"
Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was
Broke outside in my drawers
And screamed, "So long, cuz!"

stabbed in the back by fake friends
Shit, before i ever thought about making the bread
Before i ever thought about taking the meds
Before I felt like I was

coming to me
What, well what's coming to you, Tony?
The world chico, and everything in it)

pouring down Through muffled cries
They said to trust the science
Well that's just what I'm doing
I'm just not stupid
Not foolish
Led by political influence

SIr Cuss
CIrca when, but I push forward lIvIng
Fuck you, sir, cause no offense
My closer cousIn took me huntIng well beyond the fence
I cannot believe

But I can't complain
Cause I'm Ned in the game
They cut off my head
Then replaced it with fane
But I'm more a Lannister
Leo by days
A faker by trade

on the nuance putting blood in the ink
Murdering the language matar con la lengua
Resurface a euphemism & hardly lift a finger
If my wisdom paints a thousand

With The Pen Until There’s No Ink Left In It
And Facts Stranger Than Fiction Is
Non Fiction What I’m Spitting Bitch
So If Your Listening
This Shit I’m

your craft giving this pen all I got till im outta ink
Re-Up on a 10 pack im runnin through em like every week
Im looking in the mirror because

That was pretty ignorant
I always think that life could be so much harder
Well, that’s true, isn’t it

Well maybe. But not in every circumstance
Some

Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i've

reason alone, I keep a lot inside
Always look for light in people’s eyes, I ain’t stoppin’ shine
People are temporary, good looks for stoppin’ by
Colder

performing (yeah)
Showed my nuts (huh?)
Totally innocent, like
Well, I did it, but it was an innocent act
It's not a big deal
Now I'm here in Chuckawalla

you the King of this shit
Au contraire mon frère boy you Ain't good enough to put the Ink in my Bic F all that slingin That Cash
You couldn't be me if

brothers keeper 
I'll do the time
We moving like the mob
Talking business 
We Godz
We'll get you when we want
Go ahead and try act or front
In a whip

not defined by a word or name cuz that feels like a loss
Of the nuance in my character I'm breaking out the locks
And I wanna be cremated, never put me

To myself I got something to prove
It’s kinda funny when you people saying that they wanna be you until they step in your shoes
See the way I chose to get

Flourish
Like the opium trade in China 
Wine you and dine you in your mind not malls
Pop a writers block
Clock 
Only one crop can stop that Ak 
We'll follow

David Koresh
There are others here like you
Lost but they got found
Locked down upon a Montana compound
Let the heretics march in the streets
We'll be