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THE HURT, THIS IS YOUR MOTIVATION.
SCRAPE OFF THE FLESH, LET THE POISON IN. REVEL IN MISERY AND SQUALOR.

TO STAND STILL EQUALS DEATH.

FEAR TO EMBRACE

Poverty, Squalor, It's all there
Sometimes it is too much to bear
Can't stop moving, can't stop pushing
The push, and the pull, of the streets
The cold kiss

by the squalors
No prayers for the martyred
No seance can conjure

Was born of the flesh
My soul hath given rest
By a whisper in the wind
Words

tryna holler at ya
She blue collar, but the scholars and the squalors @ ya
Dms, every pm, I know she see him, but I can't free him
But I'm still tryna

just another stain on the filth-covered ground

An offer received, from an unknown source
To replace a life of squalor with the promise of deliverance,

on sinking
'Cus the people live in squalor while you dance in golden heels
Can't afford to be this bitter
To much pain to up and quit her
You should watch your

existence
The world turns toward squalor
Brandishing and boasting lies of peace
The effluent swarm
And extinguish restraint

Prowling through our homes
They

to the time and place. I once thought I had excellent taste
But I have been living and loving in squalor compared to this place

What if I told you, that

together really take it farther
Wouldn't bother twenty four I'm a baller out of squalor
Who uh who uh who uh who uh who uh who is this
Who uh who uh who uh

it worthy to receive. Heathen, avert your fickle eyes, plead for an absent saviour's hand. Whether you’d a life of splendour or squalor, this mire will

of another young scholar 
treated like a squalor 
young brother adjust your collar 
show em you ain’t a monster 
your worth more than a spot on a roster 
young

matters
yeah their pockets getting fatter
I would rather live in Squalor
than sell my soul to live lavish
i say fuck em
fuck em all
i'm The realest got em

for more than squalor and a squaw.
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We’re hungry for the yield so we yield,
A week will pass before we heal,
So I sit tight, indoors, wanting more,
But

breathe
There's no squalor here
When you can't find time
Your gonna have your chance
So you can't really care
When you got money
You can't really care
When

off track 
Now I'm doing laps like cpollo 
Dropped outta college 
But that don't mean nothing if you spend your days on the porch in your squalor

Dissolution in
Bile and squalor

Tumour of the street
All alone, empty head

Froze in your folly
Made the last mistake

Glass eyes rolled in
Shame

her and breeze her
With wind cuz she's hot, lava
Rottweiler bite then I might
Have to choke collar
Choke life from a squalor dweller
Side kick out

Guess I'll throw it away
Tired of living in squalor 
Guess you've got nothing to say
Go find someone else to follow
You thought these words
Would

happening in the world is full sass
If you do not agree that kiss my ass

Cyanide

Squalor

you'd gone

(bright ideas, ivory and oak)

Corners keep the loneliness and squalor with the squishes in their slits
cre we're still hiding in the night

live in squalor while my soul is feeling lavish
I'm a Savage and you had it backwards thinking you as real as me
See these fakers fuck with wack and I

one
Of these children out of squalor
Maybe it'll be little blackie
Sure he's tiny
But comes with all your favorite songs
From the 80s and 90s
Club

here
In this lonely place of cheer 
Living in such squalor as you see

I've been sending her my money
But I found it rather funny 
That she never tried

Used to leave in squalor now it's fuck bitches and all that
Not trickin' it's all bad
Whatchu gonna do
When you chillin by ya'self at the muhfuckin zoo