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days
cnd oh they're clinging by their fingers
In the river of my mind
Thickly through the hazy fog the past just waves
It's getting far behind

Yeah but

Roddy Ricch
The Box fucked this nigga bitch then I
Put her in the box
AR-15 it'll leave you in the
(Like I put that bitch in the box)
One more time, they

sing like Red thread through our fingers
And I just want to hold your hand, count the years and watch time go by
The only indication, a movement of my

Broken piece
Broken
Yeah
Know you're trying to rest Jan but I need a hand now
Got a lot on my mind one thing stand out
That's us broken up life stuck

The situation’s got my hands and tongue tied
Can’t say it because you already won the fight
Keep telling myself, look on the bright side
Even if your not right by

two English muffin guards from outside
They came in with steel rods in their hands
Pumperknickel told them to start picking my seeds off
One bun

is done
I'll take the pictures one by one
And through my pinkish skin
My button eyes are sewing in

In in in in in in in
In in in in in in in

I dont

You've got me tempted by that dress that you're in
Your fluttering eyes and your porcelain skin
My hands are tied, but you're haunting my mind
If I

By the time I get to my Air BNB, it be on wax
Two days later in the palace take the plastic off my plaque
Might hop a CSX, don't know where I'll be

battling demons Lord 
Where are you I'm face to face with the reaper
Finally get home My girl is pissed Said she's sick of my shit Them Other hoes calling

words are what leaded you
How he biting the hand that was feeding him
Now his ass getting beat by the media
Kickin' it
Like judo
On Mars, manI feel like

It's messing with my mental health 
I'd rather keep it all on stealth, oh

My hands are tied getting tired 
Of this life passing me by
At my limit I'm

aint pass no mf math
Ill geek for fun,
Munch olympics,
Omm,
I can't feed these hoes no lunch

Zombie glutch,
Pass these hands tied to my teeth
Fuck off

hurried people rush their day
Where the time that we could live
Is stolen from us without permission

The streets become scene of chaos
Assaults are

a birthday gift for kids and
On the flea market by Christmas
Keep the blick up on my Poarch
Cuz this ain't build a bitch
Pulled together by some stitches

your greatest power

Just remember you are not a robot my friend
It's ok to feel sad no need to pretend
Just remember you are not a robot my friend
It's

You been a hater   Was raised by brick holders   OGs with brick Motorolas   True soldiers tied to Sinaloa   Get it from Cali back to Minnesota   I was

to agree on all the trivial things
I guess my luck just amped up, and what
I'm sayin’ she beyond any standards, she everything a man want
Sometimes we

of temporality a dream
But my hands are tied by my feet
Running just keeps up the 
Up the fight

Wanna take it all in
Think again
Another minute old

Searching for

the pit
Blinded by The Dark again...
Let this melody be an eerie warning...

Feed Your Demons!
They are seething!
When They are screaming!
Saying "Feed

The Thing I Done

Draco Rosa

Monte Sagrado

2018

tongue
O' the thing I done

I took my chances
Took what chance I got
Lord know, my hands is tied
This all-bindin', ancient, blood
There flood my

cnd have a story to tell?

We all know (what the day will bring)
cnxiety is bursting at the seams
My hands are tied, but not broken
Get on your feet,

night at a time
When you call I'll arrive and be right by your side
And if you don't wanna commit I don't mind
We can live in the moment until the sunrise

just the basics
Reruns of your favorite male-dominated faces, holding hands, singing amazing graces
Nah
There are far too many hidden figures in our