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fool's gold
Creating a habitation was only her memo
Masked by the mystery of her sunken enemies
She always did the best for me
Never pressing me she left

real to me
Blinded by the lies now I'm seeing things mentally
Now I know I'm shining like a diamond straight from Tiffany

Picking up the gems on this

buckets
Of burned up grimoires
Take them to the lake
And let them take on form
As little fishes
Oh yeah
Who write their wishes
I said yeah
On bay leaves

the message to people
That you will never do anything ever better than we do
In the pelican bay with the pelicans, got a sea view
In the hell that you think is

The apple don't fall too far from the tree
I'm talking bout the generations inherit foundations
Surrounded by abuse and I overheard conversations

mouth
And a letter on my chest
I'm a weapon at it's best
You could look me in my eyes
Bet you'd know what I'm about
Ay I just got off topic
People sayin'

of parties in LA
And if the musics taught me one little thing
It's that people never mean a word they say
So take me back to the place
Where the waters blue

putting on a show
Gotta keep the mask on, to go with the flow
I be taking people by waves with this overflow
Now you know

I’m exceeding the limits of any

the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about
And I dare you to test me
'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me
And maybe that's a little bit

people you mean nothing
to the little brave man

It rains a huge indifference
it will allow the world to merge
with me

and some books spoke to me
they

life we come we see fire
That's why we hustle we concur
Many people go love to enter your light oh
Ye ye we concur
But nobody wan follow you struggle

Tell your people go back, go back No we can't control that, troll that
Bitch nigga better roll that, roll that Keep it swiveled nigga, move like

blame it on a spider
I could've swore her name was Christine, she gave me her back and I Broke her spleen
Then I had to stain like Mr. Clean, People

waiting on the bell
And all these people pass me by
I wonder if they can tell
How much I really cry
The man is cleaning litter in his little orange sweater

distorted
Voices in my head are voided
Wish that i could avoid it
While you exploit it I'm gonna
Search and destroy it
Overjoyed by the people you've poisoned

to get ducked off in the open
I need people around me who interested in keeping me roped in
Thomas the Train locomotion
When my train tracks seem off

a fantasy for fools

I'm lonely down below so surface for some air
Funeral processions
With mourners going by
Someone left behind still unaware
Of all

I'm on a whole different level, people change just like the weather
Mama said, baby, you gotta make it out, it's for the better
Too many dreams you

It's that trap gun toting
Blunt smoking in the game
There's no ref going to officiate
What these niggas are really spraying
You can be a stander-by

man I usually hope
For things to be different
Shits too deliberate
Think we pulling out the body bags for a little bitch today
We grab on his jacket,

this to the top and give it back to all my bros
Man we turned up than a motha fucka everybody knows

Man I'm coolin' by my lonely and I'm coolin' wit

like it's night but it's sunny outside
I know what I have to do
I figured out my why
Maybe you don't understand that I don't comprehend the little

what I want
Dingle I might flaunt

Write how I want when I want
Cause Dingle ain't managed by nobody
If I wanna write a little hit
Then I ain't got

Invocations
Lizard people linked to the sun
Vitality
Heavily empty
No truth, no way out
Death for horizon

I came alone
Ready to live without a home