Lyrics:
'Cause I'm mentally rearrangin' his face
I need a change of pace
'Cause the pace I'm workin' at's dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger,
'Cause I'm mentally rearrangin' his face
I need a change of pace
'Cause the pace I'm workin' at's dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger,
To give me Your love, and
Lord
Deep down I know
You're
The God who stays
So why
Do I seek hope
Where I
Could only find the grave?
I'm redeemed by grace
you'll never leave tonight
Can't sleep can't hide
Gonna be dead by daylight
I'm coming back from the dead
And you can't stop me no more
I'm not just
the sky
Some days you wake up
You're grateful to be alive
Then you wake up
And our girl is by your side
And when we make up
At least these things are right
I been woke 3 days cooking songs up
Ramen noodle dinners soaking the Patron up
I dun lost 3 albums on a flash drive
Every since I been looking for it
when I was dead broke
But y'all couldn't tell
So leave me out the comments
Unless u say to my face
My heart cold like comet
That's been floating out in
Just how grateful I am for that
You're the light inside the darkness
The wind that moves my hair
You're the face that I think of
When I'm all alone
until you been to my show
If you're looking for some action man I'm G.I Joe
I'm killing it that's why them man are switching
They threw some dead
that
Nothing can catch You by surprise
You got this figured out and You're watching us now
But when it looks as if we can't win
You wrap us in Your
waited to drop an album but right now it's about to come out
And it's not about being perfect it's about knowing what you're about
Never buy into the lies
drown my demons out
Woke up in a dream
Real life I passed out
Pressure on my head
Tryna press me when I'm dead
If you ain't got no haters
Tell me how you
second that I get
As it drains from your eyes and chokes you till you're dead
I fucking hate you. I thought that you would understand but you don't so
So I forgot something man
I forgot how many people in here have the "And justice for all" album
Yeah, you're right
I counted and I was a few off man,
the script.
That's in the bushes,
Then walkin' around the jam.
I'm handin' out pounds
And mushes.
You're makin' a face.
You want to test my slick
yourself dead because of Twitter
And you'll realize that you're not actually so clever
And you won't be home for family dinner
But when the CSI checks what
you’re my brother, why are you doing this?”
“We were meant to start our next album, come on, man, get a grip”
I see Dan, he’s dead, so that must be a trick
"Dateline" are the best exposure
Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya
Yeah, yeah
By, my, side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me it's, by
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
Security is here!
You heard the man, please leave this place
Before I shove my weenie in your face
If you're being gross, you don't belong
And you
jaw hurts, it'll lock up
Why can't just you love me for me
Girl you're not what
You said girl you're bothered
Was grateful I taught her
To be what she
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
don't give a fuck
Ur bitch is giving me uck
Big batty ting come around
I got tyrell on lock (down)
Yh he never came around
I'll smash his face
don't give a fuck
Ur bitch is giving me uck
Big batty ting come around
I got tyrell on lock (down)
Yh he never came around
I'll smash his face
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