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gotta fight

When justice is slow
Where do we go?
Where do we go?

We looked out the broken window and started to cry
Our lives in shambles 
Plans have

me when I win yet again
Never allow myself to be hindered
By those unwell wishers

All those who lost interest, lost interest
On the flip side, I

Howdy, Chara! You finally made
It home! Remember
When we used to play here? Boy
Today's gonna be just as fun!

I remember the first time
I woke

master;
Steady, flooded by a wise mind chatter;
Everybody dies, the devil wanted it done faster;
Give a dap, the creator is back;
I want to live and I'm

Time has been slipping away

Counting down day after day

Everything we say we need

Broken to pieces by greed

Resources so far and so few

We've

broken; 
I'm a cockroach taking it home; 
Setting a housefire in the same moment 
I don't give a fuck if pain can take over; 
My body and soul are bi-polar

Paint the picture, live the lie
Fire burns to catch the eye

With delicate wording and a scoop from inside
They'll tell you a story
With the intent

She said "Im sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright It stands like a beacon calling me in

the hang of this 
drinkin' beer , neon signs , and bars 
I wonder if you think about the life I'm forced to live 
just to avoid a broken heart 
Now , give me

on
Each fondly remembering a smoke-filled room
Warm beer
Non-existent bar snacks
And women who knew their place
And stayed at home
They finish their pints

from a dark world 
that’s been keeping me in a 
broken home

I felt like I have had the 
chance to knock out all the 
boundaries, keeping me
from doing

What is, always, every, believed by everybody
This nigga, that means I'm here and everywhere
And the art that I've been hearing everywhere is a big

restart this
Before relationships
And broken dreams
Leave her heartless
She decides fock being an artist
I wanna live in a complex
Preferably with my own

cold nobodies home
Stop banging at my door
Stop screaming at ya phone
I'm so tired cant take no more
Time keeps on ticking and The fire keeps on licking

I'm just tryna let it go yea
I'm from the gardens where the flowers are never picked
See, everybody broken but nobody want a fix
Barely grind for money

Tru say this hit a nerve
With the Ghost, blessing not a curse
Tru say this hit a nerve
With the Ghost, All things work

Broken home how I grew up

have hands
But its not for giving
Crazy that we all have lives
But its not for living
Funny how we listen to lies
But don't like to listen
Always writing

the inside out
My house is up in flames
But it will never burn down
See my home forever lives between my heart and my core
Where the lion finds his courage

We got time on our hands (on our hands)
We got our lives to amend (oh oh)
Let me sit and stare in your eyes (eyes)
Or whatever you need, I'll be

inside my sorrow
Haunted by homicide
Wondering what you seen when you looked at me
I louie the skully I keep me a carbon a fully
Im tripping i'm pouring up

shit I'll probably break a couple bricks again
Inspired by the click I'm really never going home again
Fighting with your bitch
Know the risk her mouth

did what he could for all of his kids and now
Man I got my own
And it feels good to see em all run to me when I get home
To see 3 generations is crazy

laughing at us
Keeping his stereotype up
Got no dad at home
He in the Streets selling drugs
This how the world created us
As some
Low, down, dirty, bums
Run

house into a home
So I cook up dinner just a little something
Pour my wine just enough for one
Press rewind on the time We had
Scrolling through my phone