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bad but these thoughts linger in my mind
Cause I’ve learnt that in love and death we don’t decide
Maybe I’m just tired, of being by myself
So much love

Have you met her on your path ?
Did you feel the aftermath ?

Did you see her passing by ?
Did you love her on the sly ?

She is fire, she grows with

back from that 
I tried to letchu in this is jus the aftermath 
Ion need love sleepy drugs is the cure for that 
I jus popped a yiggie n a 30 nigga do

of memories of you and I...had a good love
I woke this morning and the thunder cracked
In the shadows of the aftermath I heard the voice of no goin' back
Time

seen and I love every part of you
And it’s so much worse to cry over you
I tried so hard, now it feels unfair
To look by my side and you’re no longer

your mind decayed
Thoughts delayed by never played
But then again, sometimes you think sometimes you don't
Sometimes you're dumb, sometimes you know,

a sedative
Feelings change emotions gonna flip for you within a minute
Aftermath a lot of broken pieces you ain’t ready kid
You ain’t ready for heartbreak
What

Niggas will roc a fella they turn they selves into jays
Then look at the aftermath
After inter scoping the waves
I’ve been Jesus
Wait
I’ve been great
Wait

like
Oh windowpane, the price we paid
Hoping that we get to live our dream one day
In the aftermath all these years have passed
Never thought I'd wanna

lateral pasts
Matter of fact practical path tactical canticle capital act
Laughing while having a panic attack and extracting my magic by slapping the bag

Early morning, lacking sleep
Aftermath of liquor and weed
My job's been goin' not to well
So, I put my body through hell
There's gotta be more worth

Smoke dat
Don't switch, black don't crack
I'm just here to get the bag, aftermath, after that
Show me a bullet I'll show you a hole
Where we can get all

Omnipotent banks threaten collapse
Absolution through resource control
Building it up in price to siphon
Our source of life in the aftermath

Creating

Pay attention to the individuals
What if I got shot what if I lose control
Why/where my lyrics lie are in the aftermath
You'll see what I mean when

aftermath
Let me get this straight, it doesn’t matter if you’re white or black
There’s terror spreading within all the neighborhoods that once had peace
All

His words extinct, a vacant mind
A breathing in, then slowly rewind
Responding to the break of dusk
By putting off his sleeping mask

Straying in

that bitch was signed to aftermath
I got so much-smoke ready to blow, just like a asthma-tak

You ride with your bitch, but ima ride with my stick
Them

they know how to end your luck
Belief inside is penciled but the marking got a smudge
Inking by a stencil so the pattern is up 
I see you artificial but

got the dream in a chokehold
Ain’t no tapping out, don’t expect for me to let go
Put your career on death row, no Aftermath
Can’t be good as me,

prolongs the sickness
Then followed up by the aftermath of my brash decisions
It's like the cycle is never ending the plot just thickens
My friends would

Re-enact in a lost place
I was fifteen, hot on a false dream
Now I'm twenty-five, ossified ghosts lie behind my eyes
Identity crisis, defined by vices
Tried

more important with rap
But I could never turn my back on the past
Cause I just really miss the happy hat
The sugar rush with aftermath
Radio hits like

throat setting
Like I need somewhere to test these
Machetes, aftermath less than clean
Don't get me no fucking Glad bags I gotta go Hefty
Dragging

First raindrops
Are falling in the sand
By the sea
The weather changes
Abruptly
Lightenings
5 seconds away
Leave our car
And just stay out here

When