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the freight train blues
Well, the only thing that makes me laugh again
Is a southbound whistle on a southbound train
Every place I want to go
I never can go,

this country run by ScoMo's pricks
Truth is honest, I'll be brash on comb your wig back shit
They're the words that they deserve, the way they fucked our

I can't act like I ain't supposed to be
Here with all my people roses at my feet
Fans in the stand know the man by the scar
The ones that's on my

screen, I saw a grandmother waving a white flag
They shot her dead, while she was holding her granddaughter's hand
Through my screen, I watched a little

to trip
Got my ex-bitch pregnant, I'm not tendered by no bitch
Get it done with an overseas Drake, fuck your switch
I got hoes throwing pussy in every

just playing til the end is due
People say they're by your side
But they're lying that's what pretenders do
I hope the devil never entered you
Cause now

ya
I be so fly, got your goose in the picture
She was trying to flock by and
Get loose with a nigga and Lucifer the nigga
I should probably blame for

the waste of things that, 
left to our own, we would wipe our asses with 
I hope someday I have some little house that little kids can throw stuff at 
but I

more fitting when trying to conquer
The love of the wicked ones"

Like a poisoned apple
A little taste of her is sweet but deadly
Her carriage leaves

afraid
maybe i should stay
maybe i should sit outside in the hot summer weather smokin by the pit
get a little lit
stayin up all nite
holding to me tight

Here I Am

Blaze da Tyrant

Sacrifice: 1st Doctrine the Trilogy

niggas straight into a heart attack 
Life is like a relapse 
Can you see that? 
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat 
Dark night, dark skies

is more your speed 

I always hated what your mother put you thru 
I know ya love her but she wasn't good to you 
But even then your father was even

so everyone can see my kicks
Teacher grades my paper hands it to me and says
"Not every answer has to rhyme this is science, stupid kid
D Minus add it

feet tall, there’s no need for alcohol
Momma was my father, and she raised a monster
I'm allergic to the drama, confident and proper
Walk up in the club,

always hungry for the bag
Not a little bag that's a bigger one
She call me slaughter gang
Like I'm twenty-one
Sometimes I lose my mind it's off the shits I

of other genres and incorporate it into its own
So in a sense what you're doing is you're role-playing, you're taking on a new role every track that you make

my moral basis
Fuck all of the fake one's
I'm tired of being gracious
(I hate this)
Every day I'm writing love songs
But what you don't know
Is that I

directly, no one had to direct it
I always told my girl to chill, now she tell me chill
Focus on the bigger picture not the little deal
You're the man

been working on my art
God be working on my heart
Even tho times is hard

Yeah

Took a little break but I'm back now
Still a man of my faith, won't back

Well, it's six a.m.  and I'm sitting here thinking
My life is being pulled in so many ways
I love my family and both of my jobs
But how many things

part is if you fast forward a year, you got pregnant by da same nigga you Cried up in my bed about
(Dam)
I guess the tables turn, you live and learn
You

at her job make her money ever week
We all we need our life so sweet
So good we eat, we live in luxury
Cause I take care of her and she take care of me
We

I got mad guilt, hurts to even laugh a little,

See I see things for what they are and not that happy s**t,

Lost my bro at 16, they want us to be

leave you thorny crowned
Crucify, getting shitted by your own
The universe, everywhere I roam is my home
To some, I suppose, uranium explode
Leaving kids