Lyrics:
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
And her friends wanna help but it's hard to tell her
Hard to let her know that her man's possessive and aggressive
And she can't even see it, but for them
out here
Shit talkin
Grand master wizard like
Steven hawkin
A lil different tho how
He walks the talk widdit
His own way
Big boss shit
Is how I get
I got some new rhymes
I don't know something, I got me some new Glocks Me and Ray Uzi and fuck up two blocks
Slide with that drink and get wet like
And he goes by the name of Ebeneezer Goode
His friends call him Eezer and he is the main geezer
And he'll vibe about the place like no other man could
he knows he can't follow up
So it doesn't help that he
been feeling lots of pressure
Bout how he should have his life down together by 18
the lot, his friend
'Cause he's the man in the middle, never second fiddle
Just like a spider in a cobweb
Hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you
in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
he grows a little garden in the back yard by the fence
He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense
He get's out there in the twilight
come from the hills of Europe.
That's where I met the Old Man.
He was lost in the woods,
I gave him directions,
He gave me a tuna can.
Then he stopped in
That's when the beatings get so severe
Asleep I pray he falls
But don't feel sorry for me
Things weren't always this bad
Why, when I was a young
of DEATHCAMP at
Camp Flog Gnaw
BUFFALO
There's obviously an incredible
Intelligence and shit
That I have no opinion on
But he's the dude to make that statement
what road do you take
I'm on the way
Right by your side
You know that I'll always ride
For you, just me and my boo
That's just unconditional
and he still hawkin
Stop drop and roll cause this nigga be on fire
Stop drop and roll cause this nigga be on fire
Stop drop and roll cause this nigga be
kinds of people
The good, the bad, and everyone
There'll come the day when everyone passes him by
What will he say when nobody answers his cry?
of that
None of that is yours
You just stealing my back
Root of the tracks
My route retracking
Tracking you back
His hands are empty, he
Used to have plenty
too goofy
Arm wrestling?
He'll fuck me up at arm wrestling
That fool's a fucking freak athlete
I hate him he's fucking good at
Everything i don't like
and friends
Only to realize later his little girl wasn't his
And that crushed him quick
Suicidal thoughts were in his head real thick
But before he found
goes by the name of Ebeneezer Goode
His friends call him 'Ezeer and he is the main geezer
And he'll vibe up the place like no other man could
He's
and told me he was ashamed
That I could get myself arrested and disgrace his name
I told him, "On the strength, you know me better than that!
This is
Grandma used to pray out loud
By her bed every night
To me it sounded like mumbling
Like she was out of her mind
She said, "Boy this kind
So you want to use the internet? Be nice
You've gotta be kind, to people online
A good friend is what you might find
You've gotta be kind, to people
of us that we love
Stand by them and stay close to them
And I say that if there'd been a couple of more a
little closer to Dr. King he wouldn't have
was as bright as diamonds. He was so curious about this place that he decided to go on a vacation there.
When Benny arrived in Alaska, he was amazed by
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