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for help
Calling out to anybody, somebody please help
I’m on the ground, so numb, so dumb, what have I done
Living in the moment ‘cause you only live

I was 25, piss off
I'm over 30 now, feeling like a herded cow
All I see is fence around the field, feeling nervous now
They say life has a purpose, I

not your wallet size 
You can't skate by with foe lines, not passed my eyes 
You fuckin' pussies about to lose your nine lives 

(Don't waste my time if

faced bitch
I'm inspired by people sayin' "you ain't shit"
Then I shut 'em all up when I prove greatness
You couldn't pay me to panic I jumped and I

to me be so far out of reach
Months going by, my situation still stagnant
Acting like I'm cool on the inside I just panic
Mom lost her job, lease couldn't

Welcome back to that blue station
And I'm your host, DJ Azul
And if you're feelin' blue, ya already
I'm chillin' with a young king
By way of Alabama

right, do wrong
And we’ll keep dancing till they turn the lights on

I don’t wanna hang around
Scared of life and the lack of it 
This is it now? 
Yeah,

Shawty a saint but she bad ass fuck
She gives me a show on the bed ah
Smile on my face but I'm sad as fuck
Havin' a panic attack yeah
Give me some more

livin their lives like sheep
I don't creep around
I walk through the crowd
I'm in my own world
So don't bring me down
So don't see me now
I used to be

the scrambling
Allows an escape from bounds around the ground we stand in
When we skate out under the panic, in space, a couple of phantoms
Into new spaces where

poppin out
What you talkin bout I just do my dance they get to flockin now
Ain’t no stoppin now, she gon let me fucc every time you not around
Don’t make

destroyer of worlds
I speak for the weak
Everyone who feels they don’t have a voice
Or feels put upon by others
You don’t have to feel that way anymore
I walk

Welcome back to that blue station
And I'm your host, DJ Azul
And if you're feelin' blue, ya already
I'm chillin' with a young king
By way of Alabama

of the blue
Imma take you where the angels await
City of angels tell us where the day goes
Shrimp in Malibu we escape
Live by the beach only dream of prestige

you'd never known
Inflating by ya ego
When you nature of goodness is met with trases of evil
When the people around you are no longer viewed as equal
Turn

don't make sense

Tired of being broke dawg
Tired of moving around in panic like this shit is ozark
Tired of posting music y'all dismiss like its a joke

Everyone stay very quiet because I think I can hear him coming around again
Every Thursday he comes by and I have to go through this every time
We

blunts, building trust - with a load to front
Never knew the plot twist was the loaded gun
He told me - hold this stack, and if you bring it back
By

the sarlack pit
So you can jump around if you’d like
I’m not the terminator 
But I’ll be back
Cause I’m addictive like crack
To your dome
They say when in Rome

I been around guns
I'm not one to panic until I see fire
The calm before the storm and shit
One of the homies was behind the door
We got our best four

Yeah, welcome to The Album
Okay no need to panic no more, I've arrived, let's get it
Time to spit it like motherfucking saliva, bitches I'm just

all I want when the world dies
Is you by my side

We could just run around Manhattan
And let fate make something happen

Ocean eyes and a deep tone

mirror
Past the point of no direction, man, my focus clear
If they don't see it by now, well then they never will
People never really change, but

Forging our destiny
No longer will we sleep
Through panic and pain
Watch it all fade away
Dark skies swallowing the sun
The chaos around us has just