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the drill, you want some other thrill, a deep lesion
Me, myself and I, we know what to do with this feeling
When I was young, there was nothing that could
lesions, I'm not teasing, pay the patron
Pay the citron and listen to the outer voice
No limit to conversations or writings on a wall
Vomit and break my
I flow like a demon
Skinning a bitch until excretion
Killing a motherfucker for no reason
A heathen be talking shit and get a lesion
You know that
in
In a rush to die for no reason
Pick the scabs on a recent lesion
I slept through 2 seasons
Dead homies watch me dry heaving
Proud of you
We're so
and new lesions
See, parce que c'était lui
I can't stand to see you leave, oh
Hear all my songs
I feel numb, I feel numb
Hear all my wrongs
Just go on,
He luchado y luchado y ya me rendí
Mi conducta es errada la moral perdí
Los doctores sospechan lesión cerebral
Mi cabeza da vueltas perdiendo el
pleases me
You dont go through my pain
So you're gonna have to be appeasin me
Can you see these lesions of beef
Memories of always havin to one up a bitch
stop seeing the dark
And the demons can't hearten the feelings of darkness and
Dreary I'm parting my heart into pieces I'm hiding the marks and lesions
suffering with lesions internal
She is dead, lying unconscious as she bled
It's only grim from this perspective
Committing treason against all reason
It's
Dug into flesh like a lesion
A void within my soul
The wound can not be sealed
The wound can not be filled with blood
The wound can not be drained
no doubt
See dem a come dea come dea
From Sunday to Sunday, wid Dem
Girls dem, gold dem liquor, but Mi still
Nah go dong dea, cause a pure
Lesions
can win
It happened again
Always a sin
Dead in the end
But I'm feeling good
And broken hearts will bleed again, from the lesions that remain
Every
Out of control
Let everybody know
Won't slow my role
Until I reach my goal
Bleeding out my feelings
Maybe lesions in my cerebrum
These Reasons for my
that nigga that'll cure up all uh ya lesions
Then call the youngins to clean up
While prolly eating some zitis
That pasta shit smoking loud on some Rasta
If i go broke u tell me shut up
Love na scar joor lock up
(Rap 1)
uwa bu afia neither u lose or win, lesions or blessings, some people ga bia ur
a duller pain
Calloused skin and fewer lesions
Different strokes for different reasons
Pluck the spark from my own eyes
Pain will come before it dies
When I
Handed out the lesions to internal demons
I've been on the deep end and returned unbeaten
Something from me, another message 'bout being free
From
wanna die no more
I don't wanna die no more
I don't wanna die
I fought all my demons
I left them all with lesions
The drugs no longer need them
And now
абсолютной тиши (тиши)
Я включил night vision
Парень ловит lesion
Лезут эти мыши (нахуй)
Но я не обижен (нет)
Я ещё не вышел (где)
Но уже возвышен
Расстрелял
bigger than your visions
so scrape off those scabs of
legions of lesions
that you get from wheels you’ve been greasing
trying too hard to always be
Just a patched malignant lesion
I rip the stitches from their home and don't believe them
Cut it out
To again think with my reason
It left a gap from
everything that you encounter in your life is there to shape you to the person who You are
Know there's a purpose in the lesions that you face on every regular
mistaken for treason
Preaching speed over quality to kids
Providing permanent lesions
Quality over speed
Is what I believe in
And academics be dissing me
sin I sin I sin
I sin I sin I sin I sin I sin I sin
I Ain't perfect but I'm patient
Paranoia opens scars like lesions in my head
Drugs pick me up like
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