Lyrics:
started to run you
Know I couldn't feel my feet, I was weak, I said to myself holy shit!
My shirt had filled with blood I didn't know I got hit but
drinking from fountains
Especially when there's liquor around it
All this fucking stress
Yeah, it's drowning
Thank god for another day in the world when I'm
Eaten by rocks and roots and dirt, I hear a whisper
That movement is everything
And in movement I'm filled with stillness
And all the people that I carry
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
the holy see
And he shall be victorious
A champion for christianity
This is my kingdom of reason
There shall be justice for all
I'll build a fountain
With the blood that was spilled
In a chilling whodunnit
Your cupboards are filled
There's no pinning the culprit
Assassins just pale when he's
Kicking
And there's no one to stop the buck
Goddamn I didn't think I could get more pessimistic
But days are filled with horrifying statistics
Just wait for tomorrow
this life a fountain when I’m down here you find pounds here
You won’t drown if the waves is cold.
I ain't seen the sun for a minute, been low, found
you're becoming a problem
Please don't f*ck with the monster
The monster
(I am)
The monster
(When I open my eyes)
All I see is this blood on you
you're becoming a problem
Please don't f*ck with the monster
The monster
(I am)
The monster
(When I open my eyes)
All I see is this blood on you
we drown in
The truth is out there maybe that's just out there
What about death by wild bear haha
Pestilence that virus gets spread
The blackest plague
Only for split seconds as the rest is filled with sick messages left on my doorstep addressed to me from my heads netherlands I am only just a guest in
Missing more than one leg or more than one hand
Drama is being chased off ya' land
By a funny looking man in a suit that works for the bank
Drama is what's
red once more with the blood of my
captors, by all the gods!) and nodded to the reaver. An understanding passed
between us... we knew we were here
fountains of scarlet blood.
Where there is neither Hell nor God. Where you will become a God.
cnd on the black rock you will see a temple of unearthly
surround me
Wicked laughter resonates inside my head
And I am filled with dread (and adrenaline)
What did I do, why do I deserve this?
So indifferent,
nigga, that shit a Fendi
You gotta stay pure even though this came is tricky
What's the cost they associate with the praise
There's room to grow and it
the salvation of the Lord for He is with you don't be worried
There is no fear in love and love cast out all fear
See God is love so what could torment you if
called out to a God who is good
And He lifted me up
Now I'm washed by the Blood
Which gifted me with everything I'll ever need
And it's heavenly such
with blood I didn't know I got hit but there's no
Time to stop no time to explain man I'm in too deep with this everyday
Ghetto pain
Black men are
and who the man is
I'm just a mere man, He is the king of kings
God of every season, summer, winter, that's fall and spring
I don't live by what I see,
a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devastation
Of a love been torn apart
I'm not who I used to be
I'm not who I used to be
There's something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
Something wrong with me
I'm not, I don't
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