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college to do and three bitches
I think I'm feeling like, feeling like I'm not feelin' y'all
I think I'm out of my body, I feel like killin' y'all
When

of SMmaniacs
faint down or just by listen
arguing is needed but no one
villan to feel the pain and
leave these up to the others
before saying
fighting is needing

I used to love walking in the rain 
Something bout the water how it wash away the pain
My mother I love her but all feel is shame in a way 
I don't

on the cross, body wracked with pain
Death could not hold Him, divine resurrection
Took the keys of death & hell, sin disconnection
Doomed to destruction, your

inside every iris,
There's no saying what we find is a sure bet now. 
So I'm breaking through the pains of the romance, 
For a toss up coin. 
Letting go

You can’t tell me i don’t know pain. Cause I done felt it. I know the scent of a dead body, cause I don’t smelled it. I had a fucked up hand

Have you ever felt unsafe in your own home
And when I say your own home
I'm talking about your body
Your skin you as you are
Have you ever felt

the lines, oil drips in the pen as i scribe
Penetrate ya brain with my pain and sins i survived
I rather die before i swim with the tides
Go against the grain

to die inside their skins
The day they learn what their fathers have done to them
What their mothers have done to themselves
What they are made of

Pain

the chronic and pray for my who dead and gone to the grave I fell the pain for a neger when he fall dont let the life let you down neger wake up sometimes is so

The pain of my deeds
Overpowers my soul
Solitude, self-imposed
Suffering by choice

The sperm contained on my hand
A visage of your lifeless body

Saline injection burns, the young fetus writhes in pain
Synthetic chemicals strip the baby's new skin away
An execution most vile, the child ripped

shameless yea took my pain this far
When my tank on E watch I still go hard
Place yo bets on me I won’t let you down
Take it all to the grave never utter

Ɛnti ɔdo wo kɔ yi
wo kɔ di nda sen
wa'gya me asi ha
ɛnu so ɛka sen
You promised to love me
And stay by my side
So why the change of mind
I build my

the night
Die! Die! Die! Your fucking pigs
Dimensional portals are opening for me
I'm Inhuman dread entities



Scratches - marking your body
Fear - torturing

strange but like a leader
Your faith is all needed

Infinity beckons me
you stunned by space and
I take my gun so you need to run  
Now I'll Change this

tinted like I'm always doing drive bys
I'm yours baby why would I lie
You're back in my arms and it's high time
And you know I like to give your ass high

The fields of death are now behind you
The old man will take you along a road full of decay

Disembodied faces
Mutilated bodies
Toothless mouths

will get on by - stand close
Hollywoodian stars still show
How hyper fit their bodies are now
***Hate all the chicks, ignore their tits - you swear you

Wicked/Panic Mode

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

(Wicked)
1st Verse
Better think fast I’m coming

the difference
Between pain and bliss
A dream or just an aimless wish
A scheme or fuckin' truthfulness
A ruthless bitch
A demon or an evil trick uh, when all

Emotionless creature fulla pain
Tryna remain sane
Throughout this dirty game
Storms been tryna break a nikka
But hard times made a nikka

So Everything gravy

missed me by a shanty mile, came looking for names

Hey, there's a place. with a thousand graves
If we run, we could weave, thru our thousand aches

to grieve
I hear angels cry, no love inside, I body bag ya lil bitch
I just pulled up with no guns, I got my blade and i'll rip
Right through your arteries,