Lyrics:
how much they care
Lining someone else's pockets as the bucket comes around again
If you don't vote, then don't complain - oh fuck off!
Don't you
your grill
Every where you turn catash last seen in baldwin hills
On the phone makin deals, for x amount of scrill
Nine-nines is mine, it's time
I was born down in the handle
I was brought up by the strap
When the devil starts to show up in your dreams
Then it's hard to get your dreams back
supposed to be
Incensed by what they say you've done
But I only feel compassion 'cause
They're liars, every one
You've been keeping secrets all your life
and pain know my name
And I've stood face to face with shame
But that was then You're here now
And I am never going back, I'm never going back again
All
for every spear in me.
Slopes so steep,
I could not conquer in a lifetime.
Now they're all but ruins,
Ruins I left behind.
And with courageous
Everywhere I go it's like you're there somehow
Everything I know been replaced with you by now
I don't care about paying the rent, if you don't
made us feel silly for seeming run by shadows and endless only moments before. And I'm here now, barely standing in the land of dreams before it, and I
For now the kids are secular
But every road leads to a church
They grow them here
The virtuous
Mutinous by any means
Rebellious, reformed then
of cancerous cells
You can track the spread of the virus
By the news reader's colorful attire
Let's go there now, reporting life
In the all-consuming fire.
so
as real as you make it
Now he only focuses on dreams
Can you make a name exist
Just by focusing on it
I've been around a mirror enough
To know it's
to me that was the best day of them all
Sweet, sweet words like honey from the tongue
Yes, there was magic then in every song we sung
Hey, don't let
of the wretched hollow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
And sit here cold?
We'll be long gone by then.
And lackluster in dust we lay
Bedrock puffin' indo
By the branch like plants and do the cypher dance
Then it's back to the set to write raps about my eps
Takin' tokes for the stress
Oh, maybe every now and then
I have a small heartache again
You wouldn't know to look at me
Those tiny scars that you can't see
It was a struggle
On my way to the next marque sign
With any luck one of these days
You'll see my name, no, I'm doing fine
Every now and then out here on the stage
I look
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh...
You're painting a picture of what you would prefer
Of what you want to see come out of your life
But every now and then
make sense then don't make sense now
But what the fuck's it matter
Martin missed it doing time
Some with smileys and bandannas
Some trailing heavy
Come on, come on rap dudes, let's rap rap dudes
Yeah, yeah, come on motherfucka, yeah I gave ya a hour, nigga
But now I want my shit back, bring it
again, again
Every labored breath is now
Crowded out by pain
And the downpour on the windshield
Hits like bullets, not like rain
Sucking all of what
ass leaped in ditches
You want this click then suck this dick because this nigga scandal
I got the hand that rocks the cradle and'll light the candle
if not all that he needs
You see he couldn't take the world and what it's done to him
He just had to escape, had to shut himself in
Now his walls
of which no one pours
I feel I'm rising higher, I must be in the clouds by now
I knew it when I saw it, I picked the right office tower
I feel I heard it
on the door
Then fell straight down through the floor
That everybody's getting so high
That they lost every little bitty piece of the pie
Out in Willamina
Out
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