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off bacardi?
Let that shit win and you gon' end up with nobody
They already know that you ain't got it, why you flaunting?"

I'm fucked up, lost within

disease that folds you. 

Levels of Hell will show no matter where you are, 
I'm bedeviled by rebels that don't know how to fight, 
I don't need this when I

the right space
Oh, how do I wish I had a happy place

Tears and water, washing down the drain
Washing on your face
Washing with the rain
It occurred to me

your love
I need your attention
How did i forget to mention you
You
Your power came over me
I ran away from the call
Feel like I'm losing it all
Did you

the hate
Full out on display
This is how I leave
Fall down and decay
Talk of better days sting
Like a shot in the leg
But it doesn't heal shit when you can't

like
How I was treated by the teachers
Tenth grade science classes
They would never ease up
Now look I'm a senior
Elevate the team up
I swear I'd keep it

guess he'll die over bricks
Same hustle, different point of views that's how this shit gets
And though he mugged me, he ain't had me convinced
Meet up

time with you,
And life on the road


When all is considered,
and every box ticked,
I'm grateful for the life I have,
And how it's all fixed.
While it's

the predators.
Caught up in the secular
Paying all your creditors
That ain't how to live a life
Boy you better level up

Girl get back on schedule
Never feel sorry

hello
cnd feel welcome to this many-people-show
So, baby please just say goodbye
To all the creatures that are passing by

If you crawled into my head
You

you slept by my side.
I hope that you know how it feels to be without me.
Eat your own head! Eat your own head!
Eat your own head! Eat your own head!

by many choices were calling me
So I'm here now, as far away as possible from any kind of commodity
I'm hugging these chains I'm trying to break, it's

how I try, always are mistakes
What is the point of making us feel bad?
Nothing for you is enough
You think that by paying me you will be on my side
But

A-a-Ayo Dani
Woah, oh
Woah, oh
Woah, oh

Hustling for that money but I need it right now
I need me some peace I said I don't wanna fight now
Demons

Used to walk up to comisky with my grandfather by Tummy 
Now we cop the kicks from Tommy 
Perfect timing with this money 

cin't it funny we was hungry

hell just like how I was treated by the teachers
Tenth grade science classes, they would never ease up
Now look I'm a senior 
Elevate the team up
I swear

sometimes how we might
Have made it, maybe made a family
Better than the way it turned out
Now I'm a sad boy
I feel a victim
I'm not honest about it all
I'm

But just you watch, I'm the realest G
Bout to cook up on this track
How you treat me I give right back
Stay on game I do not slack and it's off wit ya

and dread written on its face
I feel the freezing tremble coming from within
As I see the black ooze flowing from the trunk hanging on its chin

The stench

How can I be fine; I'm getting eaten by these sharp teeth
Attacked my own brother and I'll never forget
That's why sometimes I feel I'd be better off

The rules have been well codified
When you get hit, you meet your fate

You faced me from the other side
By then I knew it was too late

Off

or thief
Whatever, now I’m free

I’ve just played that game 
With my poker face

Doesn’t matter how you feel
I’ve got nothing else to give
I don’t really

made it worse
Now I'm trapped here
I'm stagnant I fear

I just feel trapped in a cage
Four walls surround me on stage
I'm not alone - it's not just me

smaller day by day
You left me alone on the floor of demoniacal land
But it takes forever for me to forget about it
It had to much frantic and pain that I