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burden
I wouldn't wish it for anyone else
Still need help
Can't do it by myself
Traumatized
Kids don't want to hear their father lie
So I never asked why

light came on

I'm givin' up
Don't wanna be strong
I had enough
You know 

Run run when your hands are tied
Run when you sleep at night
Nothing ever lasts

ripping her clothes
Pretends he can't hear her screaming as
She's telling him "No!" He
Throws her back on the bed
Tears open her legs, runs his dick
Inside

encumbered by a voice that says everything is awful
The only option left is dying
My own negativity's a burden now
Even when I'm spreading all this cheese

Hear no echo off no wall tho this shit ain't hallow
Con mis amigos n I make sure they all know
If you ever need me, I'm just a call tho
My cousins my

the same sound i'm the same nigga in the same town
Niggas was sleep til I got buzz and they awake now
You hear this beat man shout out buzz he beat this

mobbed
I got jobbed
I was lobbed abuse
I slogged

When I gobbed support
Nets fobbed
So histrionic rage my sobs
About a child who had to nob

His minder
Bro

see
That's why people appear bright
Before you hear them speak
Don't go to sleep angry
I stay up and plot revenge
Imagine what I do the enemies
Done

just wanna make it, and hear the crowd scream my name
And NLE, I'd never love again, all these bitches lames
Niggas be so fake, they hide it, but fuckin'

I told Marc imma kill these niggas, he told me kill a beat
I'll beat my feat right on yo grave treat that  shit my stage,
This ain't a game sleep

Sit Down

James

Shine [Polygram]

1995

I sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
In sight of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour

Sit Down

James

Lost Property

1996

I sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
In sight of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour

Sit Down

James

James

1991

I sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
In sight of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour

I cant wait to hear my eulogy

A Beautiful Mine

Aceyalone

Mad Men: Music from the Series, Vol. 1

2008

Purified the waters, carved the canyons
Fed the families when it was starved and famine
Drew the blueprints so everyone had a chance
Organized the people

phone ring
Know its him by the ringtone
Got love it when he blows up my phone
Many want a big family big house make it rain
Baby I'd rather take your last

for me


Cant you see the snake in that nigga
when they walking yeahhhh

Dont you hear that hisss
in the words when they talkin Truuuu

You won't born

different places
But we hard from the start
Man I swear to god
Shoutout ones
Who never link
When they said they would
Even ones
When they link
When they never

my sleep and I'm really
Tryna make a change but it seem nobody hear me
When I'm talkin about the things that really strike me so severely
I ain't do it

I'm living stress-free
God bless me, guide me, protect me
I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep
I used to have ten cats by the Westbury
When

Transparent

Darwin's Waiting Room

Orphan

2001

I emerge with a dirge, I'll speak until my death rattle
There's a war outside the blackboard jungle prepare for battle
Those who sleep the American

M.O.N.E.Y.

Jay Rock

Follow Me Home

2011

for hire hear the sirens
You smell the envy in the air, everything is fair
This is war, street dreams are made, it's not a game

Motivated by money,

controlled by?
Is it the tv? music? people? your flesh? fear? circumstances?
Or maybe your cell phone?
See, It should be God but we only call on Him
When we

these outlets with my cash out
These bands heavy, add like 20 pounds, that's why I sag now
five-five-sixes you feel when they touch you, but this ain't