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Christoforos

Christóphoros (Ancient Greek: Χριστόφορος) is the original Greek version of Christopher, which means "Christ-bearer" or "the one who bears Christ (in his soul)". Christóforos or Christóphoros (Greek: Χριστόφορος) is the New Greek version of the name. more »

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I have so much to say
Maybe it was the way
I was raised
Till my deathbed
Thoughts in my head
Coming out full-speed straight ahead

Tryna live the life I never did
Wanna support my future wife & kids
Not by working a dead end job
Everyone's saying the same thing
I just stop to think
Don't wanna be like this
In the middle like a left & right argument
Path's like walking on wet cement
Messed up a couple times
Live with no regrets get upset
Thinking these songs
Probably be only for me to hear
Tryna pass in the passing lane
Stuck behind some assholes rear
Fear's getting the best of me
Caught in the net never forget
When y'all left place down the bets
Upscaled in comparison to the competition
D to to the F fret
Punched the earth with a shockwave
Comic turned meteor end of existence
Mentally think I'm doing alright
Downside more anxious then usual
Bright side understanding my passion
Not gonna end in a cubicle
Insurance's too expensive
Rob the local pharmaceutical
Horn on my head not the devil a unicorn
Any minute lungs will collapse
Shouting these lyrics out of albuterol
Used the remainder for these artist funerals
Notepad sizzling giving it all as a collateral
Looking ahead the fog hasn't cleared
F*ck it though Sprinting through
I Arrived this place I don't know

I have so much to say
Maybe it was the way
I was raised
Till my deathbed
Thoughts in my head
Coming out full-speed straight ahead

Don't know
Maybe it was the way
I was raised
Till my deathbed
Thoughts in my head
Coming out full-speed straight ahead

What do I do
Daily routine writing these words
Fiddling with my fingers
Giving the world middle one
Heads my playground
Having so much fun
Point where I'm so done
Watching the mainstream media say to myself
These artists need a be slapped
With a fucking encyclopedia
Audience needs better
It's why I always been a go getter
Never accepted what was put on my plate
Forced myself to the kitchen
Incapacitated the chef
Told I couldn't fix the food myself
Hate fell on deaf ears
I'm gonna be one of the greats
There's no debate here
Ruckus to an industry plant
Mow through 'em like a locust with enough focus
Bring the revelation new Testament
Out with the old in with the new
I don't arise who will It's maybe the fact I got no more refills
For my inhaler but I'll inhale a puff of this blunt
Life's short 'specially mine so I'm a keep it blunt
Kick a man in his nuts an uppercut to a woman's cunt
Treat everyone the same I don't discriminate
Try to stab while my back is turned
End struggling push you over
Tie ya up woke up
Wondering where we are back at my place
Claustrophobic inside the retort
'Cause it's time for you to be cremated
Only way you'll learn your lesson
Should've weighed the pros & cons
To your shitty decisions

I have so much to say
Maybe it was the way
I was raised till my deathbed
Thoughts in my head
Coming out full-speed straight ahead

I have so much to say
Maybe it was the way
I was raised
Till my deathbed
Thoughts in my head
Coming out full-speed straight ahead

Eyes are closed
My minds wandering & I keep those real to me
In the circle 'cause it seems outside of it's evil side effects
Not satisfied till the complete opposite of my
X & Y chromosome supplier
Minds saying f*ck living in the streets
Don't remember shit
Thank our guardian angel for taking care of me
& the other 25 percent x's 3
No change for this dollar take it all get a piece
Like I put 25 cents in 4 separate gum-ball machines
Simulation in destruction from what it seems so I'll
Hold the universe in the palm of my hand
Didn't go to Uni spit a verse so fire
Might as well major in the English language
Weak lungs but I got the endurance
Take a couple hits stuck in between what's real
What's my dream sandwiched
Make sure to bewitch everyone I cross
Like I'm the Witcher paint a picture of me killing a monster
Turns out the anomaly that has been stopping me was myself
On this shit by my own I'm on a unicycle
Versatility of my style will rile
This generation of pussy's
Reiterating the end of days
Pushy I am idiot I'm not
Ambitious I can be
Leave the fake to rot
Censor me
Only sensor 'round here
Is gonna be the one on the bouncy Betty
When crossing the wrong fucking line
These bars like my conscience
They weigh heavy
Don't wanna be on the opposite end of the bludgeon
Can't move me motherfucker
I'm a mountain I'm not budging
Judge me all ya want
I'll be the executioner
Excruciating head ache I get
Remembering the time that's been wasted
Man I already see myself from rags to riches
I can just taste it so face it
Gonna be here a while this my placement
Mixing chemicals in my lab to change the world
Then receive the payment

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