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The moon will shine
The sun is going to fall
We're parting ways
We're bleeding from the sores
We're keeping all the scores
What's mine was never yours
So I'm

Photos in a line
Still hanging next to mine
Magnet of your hockey team
Holding up a hand drawn scene
I think we still might have
The table left by

fucking care, what you think
Bitch that shit don’t matter
Coughing up my blood, in the sink
Feel like I’m on Saturn
Open up your eyes, don’t you blink
Time

come back everytime I look in the mirror
Teach me how to do this nah
Y'all get up when I open my jaw
Arrogance gotta be my only flaw
Of course you got

die we'll never dream

Yeah
But you don't wanna be like that
Always trapped inside the maze
You don't wanna see like that
Never open your eyes
Forever

it run by some bitches
Don't use hands less they fondling women
It's fucked up hope the Lord can forgive
But don't forget when they was aiming

we‘re better separate though
I had a bitch break me once but that's really all I needed
Lock my heart up, throw away the key the love ain't worth it

unspoken
Keep on imposing
BobbyBoy Records my omen
I know it's hard to be open
But it's better than holding it in

I know that it's hard
To stand up

parts end your sadness

A solution contained in a vessel of necessity
Heart and soul overflowing the cavity
Crack it open and admire the symmetry
Then

I'm still going in you know it's Still No Excuses...
Still ain't no excuses

4 AM by myself in the car smoking
On Google tryna see if it's a bar open

up
I don't got no problem with you waking Ronald Reagan up
I just gotta problem with the hierarchies we're making up
Your Majesty
I cook saltfish

that I was still here so they fixing it all by their selves
Stuck on a shelf
I feel so broken, ain't got nothing left
You tore my heart open, a hole in

didn't mean to get offended by those criminal records
But if he hadn't done it, his enemies wouldn't let up
Striking at his homies, extruded innocent

all this liquor
Copycat, well, I call you my son
Open up for the tip of my gun
Have a laugh like we just having fun
In yo' back, my knife sticks

Fucked up
This little game has got me on my knees
More adrenaline to fill up my shit, voices
"So afraid to be alone,
Waiting by the phone
For a miracle

these events
Know if I ever ask for your help, shit did not go decent
I don't wanna go thru this lil hoe & find some fucked up shit that's recent
Bitch I

for the stars
There is nothing to believe in
I let down my guard, give out my heart
I'm really trying, how can I fail?
This life is hard, put up a fight

sometimes
I've got up my guard
But I sure love hard

You say you can't read me
Yet I'm an open book
I'm a little free
Just take a look
My heart ain't always

I'm gon' double up my wealth (woah), cut a bad bitch off said I need time by myself (bye bye), she keep askin' me was it love but I don't know what it

Yea so put your glasses in the sky and hold 'em high
Cause everything is changing and I just hope you really care
So if i open up my heart that's just

blinded by the light I stand up and draw these curtains, 
I ain't looking for no sympathy will never be a burden, 
Sick of seeing hurting every time he

Still trying figure out what happened
Not trying let shit go
Loaded thoughts breaking in fragments
What about my heart
Got it locked up you can't hack it

more time hold a medz yo a dat mi realize
Ghetto youth open your eyes, dont rob nor kill youth don't jeopardize life, money affi mek think twice, roll up

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Trick Pony

Trick Pony

2001

I woke up this mornin'
With a feelin' that was gone for quite some time
Your long gone face has been replaced
With better thoughts now runnin'