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place. 
Didn't u want u livin life seein me thru cemetery gates.
The time I got left I don't know I'm just living. 
But I hope u never know all this pain

Your pawn, your a sheep 
Purple Hearts on my sleeve now you fucking with a general 
Living better now, Gucci sweater now  
See you pussy niggas plotting

You may be alive, but are you really living?
This world owes you nothing not all can be forgiven
The devil you created can't dig you out of this hole

Ooh wicked gunman
Take a lesson by
The lake of fire
Chilling cold burns you
Come and meet your new sire

Tonight you've died
No words can save you
Pain

If I do the crime
I’ll do the time
Ian dropping no dimes
Ian coming like nino
I'm a 100 you a 0
These niggas be running
Like pac-man
I’m fly ash call

Living life in the moment 
Left my phone at home 
I'm going through the motions
But moments matter the most
Time flies by in our prime 
We grow up in

from every soul that she stole
Seven heads, ten horns
Golden goblet, soft porn
Flames shoot up, from the bottomless hole
John sings
Protect me Lord from

the sound of it
All of my homies in here, they inhabited
And i feel like I've been falling in a rabbit hole
I don't like to talk too much, but i'll rap it tho

pain
Never heard about a prize, still played your game
Blame it on me, as you lose yourself
I still replay those times
That I held your life inside my

muddy water
That don't matter now

Doctor keep these hands from shaking
Help me feel less mean
Stopped living by attrition
Moved out to some extreme

Welcome to my dark mind

Down here, stuck at the bottom
Nowhere to go, and I dug this ho-le
Doped up, on insanity
I'm so numb that I don't feel a thing

And the hole that was poked by the glass and that was left
And the lace that got caught on that barbed wire gate  
Which we only climbed over cause McDonald's

ain't no other lyricists 
You fucking with the realist bitch
Living in the District, no other man equivalent
My flow tears holes of the tenants

Living in a constant state of deja vu
What is truth what's it to you
Seems that we're locked in a lie
Nevermind there's so much time
To just let it

yourself now
Who are you now
It's a torture to live
When there's no belief

Now you watch the silent sky
And wait for something as the years run by
Somewhere

Was getting beat by a ghost last Tuesday forgot to say thank you
Sleep on hard thoughts is getting painful
A hole in your heart will fucking drain

problem doing the time when they catch him

He took away her smile and her confidence
Replaced it with the black eyes you get in boxing gyms
Nominated

by the man as an equal 

I ain't 
Talkin' bout some random violence
Talkin' bout some economics 
Trickle down effects and 
Smart investments in

our fences
Fear of chaos might be why
We're living truth as if a lie
Putting pride in I and my
Time is passing quickly by

Going into unknown land

well boy you came to put the key in that hole
Unlock her soul to reach the treasure now you drowning in gold
Look first attempts a fail you know them

or big chest, wife her up, love that shit 
I'm here now, it's time to rock
Triple 8 says the clock 
I'm a legend in the making 
Give it all
And take what's

What it all...
Homies on the strolls... and they back up... burning the holes... open petrols
Just going up jocks by they glowin' the gross... just

the dolphins with the tractor beams pull em up and do a little magick at the scene like
Ladies and gentlemen i have brought you here tonight by the legion for

that way no more

True shit we really wanna do this
Clueless and we hope we never lose it
Thinking bout time that we cannot get back
Tired of wishing