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Fragments of my mind
keep overflowing

Blinded by their deception
Broken, disconnected
Effigies of my destruction
Swiftly carry me into the nothing

Time

The master's house will not be
Dismantled by this man's
Dick in my mouth but

I could try, give a little taste
Every opportunity and I just went and
Wasted 'em,

That's a soul eater
That's when the paralysis hit's
It's a cеmetery undernеath the cavernous pit
(Watch your language)
It's violent crimes in a prison yard

nigga's accent
Only speak one language
I coulda copped a thousand Red Bottoms
But I'm on my grind
Trackie and some Nikes is what
I'm walking these blocks in

ray come get me
What it is yo
Stackin one jackin' like black bums
But got mad money throw us a check
I love Fly-Guys languages and
Niggas who ride high

Web of corruption thick with deceit
The language of destruction, the slughter of the meek

Under a serpent sun - we shall all live as one

No rest

cnd now, as I sit by the Hawthorn tree
Listening to the Universal
Language

That's in the wind, the
Orchestra of bird song, the
Groaning sheep

with small Barbies
Surrounded by shooters that's resembling Bob Marley
You ever seen a fiend die while watching from your porch
But they ain't know he

caught years, turned one to six
One man, I never need no accomplices
Corner boy, meeting cats by the Londises
I was just in the can eating sandwiches

culture won't scare us with their fake rage
But if you can read the room, we on the same page
Code names, sign language, hand gestures
There's times when

sing
And heed what they've to say

Your speak is filled with woe betide 
Yet singularly sublime
A language, a liturgy, alive yet saturnine 
For your

them leaping in the grave
With emotions purged
And no sense of self
Spoken by a language not their own

Behold her splendour
Behold her splendour
Her

my life and I live it my way
Girl by my side but that's just my side bae
Anything you want girl I go pay
Don gorgon I need money like Dangote
Uncle

They say love is love
He loves me platonically
Yet romantically, I'm floored
His love language is touch
And I need more

They say love is love

flav
I’ll be in your city I’ll be on the way
Catch a body nigga andele
Nina on the hip hanging by the waist
Got another album on the way
What I gotta say

communication that's lost 
Language that was broken by two of us
When you said that it wasn't a joke

Oh, I didnt mean to make it sound bad
Oh, and what if i