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that book to whatever page
Don't judge it by it's state
I been feeling so shook with the world
So I pray
Got nothing left to say
Where do we go from here

You can enter my mind but you're not advised
& if something happens to ya no one will hear your cries
My cares gets shorter day by the day
For years

can't choose?
If God's real he doesn't love me or you
Didn't protect Sandy Hook from the bullets that flew,
And don't get me started on Dylan Roof
Welcome

talking pay, get the fuck up out my face
I'm lying to myself, just to make you feel like I'm okay
I'm always in pain, but I cover up, by making cake
Ayy,

need for a wake and bake
I'm a master Virgo grounded I could never fake a trait
We don't do them tings, I'm detaching if a mates a snake
You can't have

To cover up the smell of what your eyes cant handle
Lose control of my senses
It seems so senseless
But since this is no ordinary sentence
No judge can

Grown and developed but i still cracking rakes nigga
I'm less Superman, I'm more like Luke cage nigga
Please don't judge me by cover, flip the page Nigga

to love if I can't even trust myself?
I'm someone who judges covers on a high bookshelf
But they don't gotta know, no
My life on the low, low
Anxieties like

extra raw
Tat my sins all in my skin, but you can't cover up the flaw

be home by nine
So much shade in city
I can't believe the sun still shine
Don't get left behind
Don't give a fuck about your side
Cause my side them

Back to Cali

O.C.

Bon Appetit

2001

you god, bless the child who stole
You get your fingertips burnt to learn, progress and grow
Never judge a book by the face, you catch ox to the face

to take over

The paint is instructions pain just to brush with

You know me using the darkness for cover

My Shadow side lights bright with the color

I

it, can't walk in my shoes
Tryna motivate the streets, ain't got nothin' to prove
Who gave you niggas hope when they told you to lose?
Backpacks

day
Yeah that's right the Bad Guy relates
Why judge a book for a single page
People blame the way they act on the way they was raised
So they carry rage

misdirected cover exposed and I'm gifted by the list of lessons
 no wonder I chose a profession which I can address them
One by one and present them as my

crying about
Bitch is we gonna fuck or not
Whether I like or not
I'm caught up in his trap
Gucci sweaters cover up the holes in my back
But I can't do shit

judge by the cover hope we on the same page
Ion care bout watchu think n ion care bout watchu say 
Cause yall dont even listen when im screamin on a stage

plate / Strap in babe... a wild wild ride... you’ll make a pile while you can / Ya can’t remember faces... lovers or friends.... but you'll dig it while

bringing me up
Half of you guys just like to sit by us to cruise on the side
Cause they know that we up
I ain't been hiding, but I just decided from anything

cooking up its gone blow straight out the beaker
Won't judge by the cover but I can read them
Im threading the needle
Im too indecisive
I can not make up my

nothing but these dark thoughts are holding down my brain
They say that people change and they say that people grow
Can't judge them by their covers but

you know you're right
Cuz they'll knock you down for your unruly ways
Never go out late at night
Don't forget to be polite
Not a victim caused by your

judge another
I've been broken down, I've got patches all over
And I'm in reform, you see changes all over
I've been through the storm, I got hit by

Don't lay it down, don't lay it down

I'm a bad girl with a good book
Coming with a mobb deep
Don't you get shook
Once you take a peek, get a good look
My