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screaming murder, please!
Someone screaming murder
No one screams emergency

Not afraid to die
Talking bout my girl in what started as a joke now you fucking

Better Man
By Mark Alan Wilson
2022 Chance MEDIA Pty Ltd

It’s time for a change
I realize what I’m missin”
(It’s time for a change, it’s time for

none of that Bullshit
Niggas be talking 'bout, Nigga are You finished
I don't wanna hear shit 'bout this and That
That ain't got shit to do with me
Ain't

the spirits inside it
We gon stay undivided I wanna teach the world how he is enlightened
He knows exactly what he's talking about, don't let the baby talk have

I'm talking on a long drive home
Been drinking by myself 
I know these days are pointless
But I feel like I just need you here
It seems I kinda lost

he said its all love
I was frustrated and angry just thinking what the fuck

One year passed by then the plug had hit my line
Shit was going for three

and addicted to the grind
(To the cash)
Steady staying shining with a baddie by my side
5-6-0-8 is where this sick cunt resides
Say what you want, you ain't

the hoes "My Johnson waiting
Or you better find yourself something safe to play with"
Made it out the matrix
Had a rose seed grew it out the pavement
We are

A Ghost

Onelinedrawing

The Volunteers

St. Joe, trade-in
I don't want this life
There's too much gold, and
Not enough bad guys
So won't you talk to St. Pete
And see what he can do for

You dropped some of that cotton by your feet nigga
Oh you a slave huh, well I'ma street nigga
Level up before the streets get you, literally
Tiffany

second
You last is the way to go
And that there is
No beating around

Oh ooo ooooooo

His words said
If my people that are called by my name
Would just

whole life
Stand out like a murder of crows in the pink sky
All the sins you commit are seen by Satan & Jesus Christ
Like a murder of crows in the pink

On table scraps at the orphanage
I ran in the house and God
Closed the doors and hid confessed sins
Evangelists say the Lord forgives
Seems right you created

duram 
Doost duram 

They are deep like the ocean
To flow with them like wavves
Would you 
So much going on 
What do you want to see
A final goodbye

Come and clap your hands and make that dance
'Cause we're about to get out of our heads
Doc where are the meds?
Let me hear you sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Is loving a sin?
What about you
I feel you lying

She's the one
I want to meet
The one I want to get some wine with
Oh
Tell me why
Tell me why don't

Talking bout how he hate it and he ain't nobody favorite
I'm like it's gone be good he like shut up nigga save it
You ain't grow like a grow up bitch you

I was walking down the street where you live
Thinking about the time when you were worth it
Time passes me by as she cradles your child
As she awakes

Withdrawals

Byron Bank

The Withdrawal

a pimp, you know what I'm talking about
That's that wake up cup that Starbucks don't sell
Skills pay the bills but sex still sells
Dwelling in the past,

S is for the stress that's got you praying to your savior
D is because drug dealing puts you in danger
Forget about the dough, me, I'm only just

Cooking up hits
Into the booth were most niggas Are tinted
Really ironic if you think about it
No hook no feelings deux feel Like a living curse
Trapped in

the sediment up in the catacombs
Ayy, fuck what you on
Fuck about yo' vetements I'll burn 'em in they clothes
Talk shit motherfucker wassup?
On me gon' dump

He’s The Way 

A question was addressed to me, what is this life all about
My reply to the issue of life is there’s one thing that I do not doubt

Didn't come here for this beef
Watch what you saying homie
My niggas came from the hood
And back-to-back
Stacking the love in the gang
No hate in this zone