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I pray everyday..
But I think I'm losing my faith, by the moves that i make. But I'm choosing my fate, but if I sedate, tell the world I was great

these streets
I don't need no more haters
I grew up by da river
I'm used to the gators
And playing with scales
Been weighing my options
Cus sooner

Endless cycles of insanity
A meaningless cause branded by brimstone and flame

The only absolute truth is that humanity is doomed
Our fate sealed by our own

Vènt ch ì urlän... tempéssti d giàz... a sòn ché al pòrti d l'Inverän, circundé sôl da frädda puräzza... A stàgh da pär mé, tra spàzi infinì e stasôn

question identity
Seems like my anger's hereditary

The cycle has to be broken
Tony deserves to know better
Actions speak louder than being spoken
Diamonds

the bottle
You put it in a teapot
It becomes the teapot

Water sign, you can catch me by the ocean
Sun kiss, meditating for devotion
Can't swim, light saver

I can tell that you're hurt by the vibe you give
Get money, that's the vibe I live
It's just me all alone again
Yeah, I know it gets better, it gets

my mind by my side like a .45
Am I out my mind? or everybody got closed eyes
It's go time! But yall manifesting with no grind, pay no mind
Until you

Staring at the ceiling, getting swallowed by this feeling
That I'm constantly revealing all the things I should be healing
I don't know how I'm

me extorted by the FED. but I do  really care cause it's all culture wars/they justify themselves by exterminating poor/They justify themselves cuz

I took more than I should've
And gave less than I needed
I saw some cycles of life
And I was doomed to repeat em

Yo I was rugged with strife

inspired by Mac Miller's Swimming album

Page 35, l'amour entraîne la haine, la haine la vengeance, la vengeance le pardon, le pardon l'amour. Cycle

the cycle never endin'
What's the point of rhythm? That leads us towards a schism
People strong together, all they need is the wisdom
Father, son, spirit, ID,

and still I got back up again… Got out of the game, life wasn’t the same.. I had to go get some new friends…. Destroying the former, im cornered by 3..the

-GcVE YOU c SON THcT I LOVE YOU REJECTED HIM
WHcT DO YOU McKE OF THIS 
THIS IS RIDICULOUS 
GcVE YOU c BRcIN BUT YOU cINT EVEN USING IT 
(McN)
-cLRIGHT I

friends lowerin' your casket, now your son a bastard
Pressure on his shoulders make 'em gotta grow faster
Where I'm from, the stories never end with no

the Forbes
They try to rain on our paradе
But anytime it just get absorbed
Wе weather the storm, singing (right)
Made us calmer (yeah)
Life is a cycle

your casket, now your son a bastard
Pressure on his shoulders make 'em gotta grow faster
Where I'm from, the stories never end with no happily ever

As I scribe these words to illustrate my story 
Take a walk in my shoes doubt if you will 
Product of Baltimore 
Son of Tiny and Theodore 
Learned

raise their sons with no fathers 
While a million daughters stuck in the cycle follow moms 
Slapped a million times by pimps who thinks they’re skimping

Close to you know that you still feel everything
Inside three words or less
There's no time to speak anymore

You promised me a father and the son

said that's hardly David's Son
Honored the Father with their lips
But with their heart betrayed the Son
Ain't it shame though we walking
By our sight

without cause
What's my shows without applause
What's my verses without hearses
If they're dying to see me fall
Listen close to the son of Abel
We sip

around
Nah I don't fuck around
I just fucking run the town
Real nigga we don't ever have to run our mouth
Cause we show what we do, by how we move
I don't