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you, we are all to blame 

Speak out, time's on your side
Promise them some easy action
Is there something to hide
tangle us with rock'n roll
Cry wolf!

yea it hurts inside
I hold it well but there’s pain in my eyes 

I hold it well but I really be hurting
I don’t show but I cry behind Curtains
Yea it

dreams 

Undefeated 
I'm business meetin & gettin green, 
Hustle genes
My energy 
By any means
Like Genevieve 
Don't care for publicity 
No enemies
Cuz

brothers by my side Sometimes I probably wanna cry
And I don't want you to pity me Brother, cause I became a soldier

I just want what is good for you And I,

City Of Sin

Where Girls Will Find You

City Of Sin

Where Girls Will Find You ( Oh )

City Of Sin

Downtown For c While

Where Boys Cry

Beggin For

disorder, and complex PTSD)

*Verse 2*
Dark night of the soul; I am redoubtably doleful
Stress eatin' Cap’n Crunch by the bowlful
Ask me how I'm doin' but I

must be
Self-pitying and whiny

To be a modern male music star
Sing about how insecure you are
Rock 'n' roll used to be a rallying cry
Now it's just

Yes I'm way to high!
Like baby why you wanna hurt me tell these lies
So addicted, so I don't wanna cut these ties
Stuck here only wishing it was you

sometimes like to cry
When my Millie don't reply
Sucked a dick once guess that means I'm bi
That T.T.L cum just gets me high
Using underage girls as my cover

get ya maid ya
Truck loads of self worth, by zillions
That's what you owe us
And it don't be helping us, cuz Moore's don't vote
Feel like it's all a big

Pick an avenue
Running around with the savage crew
Preach it to yourself
Ain't nobody as bad as you but the truth is
You don't know what the booth is

laces,set my pace, so you don't have to chase
Television by this track, so later you can Trace
Got goals, hatricks, score a couple that's a brace
Bro, no

Damn, you ever ask yourself all these questions, 

goin back n forth all in your mind and shit,

struggling to stay true to yourself, 

but wondering

a brother, undercover niggas wish they dead was me

I'm the type to feel if imma speak
You type to cry speakin wit eyes-
not ya head wit me

Know some Niggas

they be simpin
But never mind that or never mind them
This saying that I live by repeat it
I'm am him
Kid brighter than a gem spit that out there like

clad among depraved
Smoke a fag and stay awake

Barton cries in bed
On truth, he depends
Johnny hits his head
Don't wait for the world's end

Travis,

Slum Chemist

Vinnie Paz

God of the Serengeti

2012

The God Of The SerExplainengeti
The lion king

I like that y'all consider me the bad guy
Big guns everywhere, bullets where I pass by
My blood’s

Stranger in the City

John Miles

Live in Concert

it's like a human traffic jam.
People walk right over me now, they don't give a damn.
If I ask for death, would you give me a gun?
If I took your

overrun, overrun
By the tyranny of guns
Fear dominating
This is not a nation

We are not a nation, we all want to escape
We’re all lined up at the station

to cry

I am so tired to suffer
And regretful of my acts
Why then many people were dead
By my killers hands?

Locked up in this cage
I can dream with my

idle by
Criticizin' somethin' you can't ever fuckin' try bitch
Don't try and deny it
You ain't on that fly shit
You a bum mother fucker
And always trynna

Our protector turned enemy shoots a gun at you recklessly 
We got violent tendencies 
Is corruption our legacy?
When you sell meth and ecstasy

In hell tears can't manage
Feel damaged can't stand it
Need family a bandage
Fuck my brain, what to do, I'm insane
Lye in a room, Cry for no reason
Why

Hurry up, hurry up pick up the phone
Don't you dare leave me out here feeling the cold
Although I'm really tough I can handle it
My motive will never