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taking shape day by day, yet I will fight to find a way
Descend with a shadow face to face with the abyss, my soul dismissed
Crying out even though my
how did I let this get worse?
Dove through the mud for my verse
Tell me how many wounds can you nurse?
Dive into nothing head first
My appropriate
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
Aquemini
A bystander
Outlier since them dirty pampers
Thirty answers
Find them writing through these dirty stanzas
Carolina
Look to the finer things don't
to resist
She did a good job with her hair in my fist
I blew my load she cried but at the same time moaned
I said "Yeah take it & love it my dirty little 'ho"
niggas dripping dirty like some tap
No cap, I swear they want us to get trapped
No cap, I'm never stopping with the rap
I got twists in my hair, bitch I
[Sticky Fingaz]
Twas the night before twistmas
And all through the house
We had guns and money around
Layin' on the couch
Was dressed with black
sippin dirty in the beverage
I stick to my spice to get high more
I'm doin donuts in a lexus
More drivin i wish i could fly more
Louis seats with the top
When I'm screamin' she stays
To nurse my inner wounds 'til dawn
And when I sacrifice she prays
Crying like my heart was torn
No idea how this
stranger to pain I saw it in my mother
I'm no longer held captive by the way that things were supposed to be
I'm flawed and I am dirty but most importantly I
where I sing
This who we are, dirty niggas with a gift now
Man, we came too far, it'd be stupid for us to quit now
Keep that circle small and ain't
the loose boards in the home that i built i did this
by myself i aint never need yo help dudes are dirty
they try to fuck you and gab naw dog ya got it all
is all the same old phrases
I've seen the pain gone away with medication
and dirty syringes in dirty stair cases
I've seen lives slaughtered by
murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and be 's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma
without leavin' a son
To carry tradition, listen, my life has just begun
A nightmare flick, visions of swingin' the pool stick
Depicted by near death, I
Sent to the front line
With dirty boots on the ground
You said I'll make this all mine
You seemed so sweet at the start
But the start's all wrong
an icicle?
At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son
Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious
Peeping cretons with
hoodie
Bitch you know what I’m on
Room full of niggas
But I'm knowing she alone
By the way she looking at me
Teasing niggas with her thong
All my shit
NO!
AH-I WILL SAVE YOU
FROM YOUR CASTAWAY PLANET
NO LONGER WILL I STAND ASIDE
AND WATCH YOU NURSE YOUR WOUNDED PRIDE
I’M HERE TO COACH, ADVISE,
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
GOT A RUSH ON YOU
SHEu0027S LIKE A MODEL, A FIGURINE
SHE GIVES THE BOYS, DIRTY (NASTY) DREAMS
YOU GET UP CLOSE, YOU TRY TO SPEAK
YOUR TONGUE GETS
apologize
But hamburgers and ice cream tasted fucking cheap
From the wallet of a man you wished your mom could beat
Halfway to death and leave you with
with this music make some noise
It was rap or go to school so I took the tougher choice
I've been crafting up my skills kill bill bill kill
Put my pain
These basic bitches be counting money but never spend it
I ride around with the semi auto the clip extended
They wanna cap me I'm disappointed cause
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