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the inner battles ya fight 
Walkin' on the gravel with Christ expose dark shadows in light 
Maybe never read Philippians 2:12 or understand it's implications

on me
I'ma get searched they gon' find the scale fosholy
& the scale was fishy & my tags was missing
Ikey never tellin' but the bag was yellin'
125 but

Up against a wall
And you want to peel away but gravity won't let you
Did the curtain call?
If they call you by your name, don't you let 'em get you

Niggas gettin' popped by the coppers and shit, I'ma go out like Cleo with choppers and Shit
Never claimed to be gangster, I just ain't no hoe, don't need

can't get no money if your shit ain't by the boatload
Never leave my brothers in the rain that's the bro code

Love me or hate me
Love me or hate me

I

streets tonight my love
Just to hide and stay alive

We made a promise to never look back
At the shadows off those who had crossed our path
On this river we

I was born with setting suns
Leaning on my windowsill
The perennial, the fleeting ones
Catching their fall behind a hill
Behind every roof I expect

I know it's an escape
That will never last
Drowning wasted life with drugs
Makes no fucking sense
I know better than to judge
I'm always here to help

Where Yo Skillz At?

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

inflict the hurt like Frank Thomas
To never make the wack jams, to my peers I promise
Atomic, yet, niggaz gonna have to respect
what we're bringin

Moon Chaser

Nekromantix

Dead Girls Don't Cry

to the sign of promises
Up there on the hill
Watch the moon
See how it mirrors
in the silver lake
Don't let the beauty fool you
Evil lurks make no mistake

gotta climb hills
Plus the place a minefield
We just tryna find meals
Hurt from time
Why they say that time heals?
Push to leave home
Then stopped

you to a person
You swore
You would never be this way
A long dark road
And I promise
It only brings you shame
Guilt from the pleasures
You believe
Would

the Stone.
And dreamed of angels
Telling him of the future.
Brought to Ireland's Tara Hill
Where it was named Lia-Fail
Then, on to Iona, by MacEarca.
(Chorus)

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Jazz Cartier

Fleurever

2018

Regarless what it is, you know I'm bein' honest (bein' honest)
I've never broken a pinky promise
I don't get caught up in any drama
And you the solution

Wu Zi Mu
Unky buffed up walking 'round with stick
Apple orchard
Hit the crib with a thousand bricks
He ain't SBDSM? I promise he
Ain't 'round

Gilded promises are not the truth, you can't dispute
Being in control by any means is what you're born to do
Honesty and work is for the weak, you'd