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to blame
They provide a dried-out dream, lying through their teeth
I find the one thousandth of one percent are thriving by deceit
Oh, Jesus they supply
hangin' by your dreams
And now I hear that you've been cryin'
Well you can come cryin' to me
And I don't want to see you dyin'
Or read your diary
Young
floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
them killer hares
Sleep in your paradise
Wake up don't know that I
Live inside a vicious dream
Nothing's ever as it seems
The stitching came loose again
Lucid are your dreams tonight
Open a door, a gate in a dream
(The) dead will pass by to show you the sky
[Chorus:]
Astral presence everywhere
parse
Parsiphaan makes his final deal and prepares the ricin goblet for you
I started keeping my current dream diary in July 2015
Shortly after I left
as my friend
Sweet tea, sweet dreams
Drawings from notebook fields
Ray of light goes away of curtain
Drawings from diary whites
Lip gloss and my wrist
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
I'm addicted to electric pulses,
I'm addicted to electric pulses,
How?
Let's see.
All decisions crowded out by voices,
All decisions crowded out by
the kitchen Call it trap money
I was raised really by the old me Lek
Look what we started
They can not hang with us
We are some killers we are some Monstarz
, killer
You hear the roar of the tiger
Make any truth from the liar the liar
Catch the tiger and let him go
String that liar up by his toe
You won't hear
goes nowhere
I'm at the point where I can't even snap, but the fire's still getting air
I ratchet up the pressure, by writing it all down
Dear diary can
party in pyramids
With Saul Williams while reading the Manu scripts
Of Alex Haley
Inspired by the diary of Nat Turner
Because the life of Anne Frank was
dreams of king Stephen killer mike
Mad stalking midnight
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Westside riders keep it (gangsta)
Southside hustlers keep it (gangsta)
Opportunity knocking at the door hear the come up
You already know where to go won't you come on
Don't let the dream killers through the door won't you come
Encased in the absence of color with a dream killer
Out of my body, into the void
I search & I search to find it all destroyed
Hover in place, dissociate by
say that I'm vanilla
But you're looking at a killer
While you've been playing safe
I won the game (So vanilla)
But I'm chilling in my villa
By the beach
to keep a roll of them bitches like which one (one one)
(its the boss)
(radio killer)
Its not a dream baby
(radio killer killer killer)
Or is it a dream
How many MCs must we put in pain?
[Pop The Brown Hornet]
I had a dream that I was in an MC war
Kinda different than any other dream I had before
gotta think smart
If it's your dream, you gotta make a list If it's your dream, you gotta take a risk
Yeah, day by day, nigga, play by play I been really
and wishful thoughts
There's a dreamworld pending
Oh it's never ending
It's a written diary full of
Hopes and thoughts and dreams
Of wanna be's and wanna
the genie
Niggas is ass out like fat bitches in bikinis
Read between the lines, see what I see?
I see the diary of a sick bastard
Junior MAFIA blaster
Rugers
Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
Make no mistake, this shit as real as Joe, we follow the killer's code
When we come for you, tell me where will
27 of June 2020
Where to start?
Dear diary
Today's my birthday, right?
I don't know where to start I've never written in a diary
My name's $paceb0i
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