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moons
Never finding where to go
Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left

Literally bled. But this is not the end. Know not any harm. Take no offense. Taken off your arm. Branded mine instead. Those days became legends.  On my way.

that's the day Yo life gone end
Tell em bounce up lil nigga could
Get popped trynna box us yea we
Outside lil nigga yea we head Hunting lil nigga flexing

friends
I see you, and the fun suddenly ends
Talking, walking, stalking, I'm haunted by a freak
You don't realize, I'm not the one you seek

Maybe there's

Alexander Donaldson
制作人 Produced by ：蒋雪儿 Snow.J
监制 Executive producer：Mingzhu
音乐统筹 Music co ordination：Ling
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Girl

founded
Always surrounded
By the ones aint about shit
Bout this
Doing what I love
While they're passionless
Pouting, uh uh
Carry the torch
Heating these

days end
They only care about losses when losses are causing them to push agendas
They got us feeling pretty awful and lawless but still know I won't

friend to do a drive by
Hit you two times, hes bi
Then fuck you up, homicide
We about that shit all the time
Pull up anytime of day
He'll fuck you two

more
If I want a car
I buy that shit inspired by Motorsports
Inside and out I ball
Fuck a ball
I don't need a court
Getting ships in
With these plays

At the end of our time we stand
Hold the cross by the iron hand
Holy Christ in your command
We call on the dark
Be the last of the human kind

I'll just keep digging my grave
I won't be happy 'til I'm six feet under
(Six feet under)

Days turn into nights and every night feels the same
It's

miss Mr. Marcus
I went to the scene of the crime on the day he was shot
I’m playing the end game Ygen avengers my rapping making them marvel
Went

ones got a privilege
But at the end of the day we're all human so what's the difference

was you at the end of the day, but I was confused
All on my own, I was alone
Turned they back on me, said they was gone
Don't know what's goin' on,

Show you a little bit of
Versatility on my end
Let's show you how we do it
Listen to this, niggas

Uh, yeah, uh yeah
I don't give a damn if I'm hated

Fucking Opposite Day, yeah
My heart beat slower
When we would hold hands in
The back of lawn's mower
The blood pressure going to
My penis got lower

not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like

thinking different
Making new positions
But classics remain the same
Simply complex
Maze or labyrinth
I guess it's what you understand
By the end of the day

Looking back on the day you entered my life
Weak in the knees seated by the bedside
I bided my time and I clung to belief
That this time would end up

do you right
If you ‘bout it, lemme know, by da end of night you can…

Tek time baby, tek time
When I whine up my body slow (my body slow)
Feel da

it too 
so you aint really safe 

I used to picture my final days to get motivated 
but lately I’ve been feeling like purpose is overrated 
I hear

seeks to end them at the source
If The Collective comes their lives will be no more

And though the way they stare as I walk by makes me uneasy
I've got

A cannot explain 	His beginning nor end of days	40 million hair follicles	covering my cat, with only about 100 000	covering your and my head	your only gain

bleed,
Today's the day, they end this creed.

Remember me, from the swampy fight?
I've come for revenge, brought all my spite.
You think you're quick,