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a high school grad I'm over 5 foot 3
I'll get a badge and a gun and I'll join the P.D.
They'll see
He didn't have to use the gun they put in his hand
crushed that pray mantis
A crime punishable by death that would put your name on the list
rumor is that Santa Claus compiles pages worth of information
but
a whole lot of lost souls, pick of the crop
Tape playing the oldies when you hear the click and the pop
It's nothing but ice in my veins, the devil has
I was in the trenches with my gun
Now I'm gettin cake, I made a savings for my son
Thank you for this paper god, I can pay my bond
Judge got me
inside, I said what are you doin’ for the rest of your life
And She said, she said I’ll take your hand
She said, she said if forever’s the plan
And from
I wish this night would keep on glowing
We don't need no worrying
Don't try to stop me from this falling
Tomorrow I won't feel sorry
Take my hand
everywhere
Uplift a soul, forge out a pact
Fill in the need, come bridge the gap
Here comes Christmas
The time of year when doubts and fears are put to flight
pulling back
From reality I'll take a pass at drifting by
This artefact
Inside of my mind
Will you love me when
I come back again, oh
Put your hands
to when you got these dollar amounts
No wait that's follower count
No wait that's
Losing direction
Forgot I got nothing tangible
The thoughts are coming
I
of my life
Then Maggie passed away, now I've got no wife
So kill me, young man or hand me your knife
I want to die!
My beautiful daughter says I get in
Lets go down
To the beach
You & me we could cruise in the blues
What is there to lose
I really feel safe
I really feel love
When it is us two
they put me through
That's why they get shitted on now
How many drugs am i on
And can i ever get control
Know i lost track of my soul twice
Third times
with a KelTec
Whipping around in a hellcat
He runnin up and we bussing him back
Aye we finna send him to heaven
I had to stop by and get me a double cup
here reckless
When you come across a shark get ate or capture lessons
I been weekly talk Jarod man I love his presence
That man a real child of god he
Of Spaan. . .Tryna Get Money
It's A Lot Of Spaan Tryna Get By Me
Don't Put Me On Your Song G, Only Do It If You've Made Peace Or Tryna Get Bodied
Ke Masipa
I
and flashed on it
Told em when we go tour they play then we put cash on them
Mama know jus how I live
She know ima slang this bitch
Daddy was a whole menace
being a black man
See every hand is against my head, you understand
I speak from my hungry mouth, gun in my crouch
Bloody tears, so many faces died
I woke up standing at Niagra's waterfall
When I realized how you show yourself
In things both great and small
I never noticed them at all
But are
war
Making money off the poor
Father never told me what to do
I just score
Put down that book
It's old superstition
I'm not speaking facts
Just making
Karl Marx till your blue in the face
But if you've never left the house with a tool by your waist
And your shoe tightly laced, Cos the feds might give
years of my life
Then Maggie passed away, now I've got no wife
So kill me, young man, or hand me your knife
I want to die
My beautiful daughter says I
For you to show me a conversation
Holding hands underneath all the flashing decorations
Put everything aside for now
It's just you I love tonight
If
my hands
Told her show some'
She cookin', I'm in the kitchen
That coke money
I like her, she got interest in me
Said I like her, you won Birkin when I
In my acute distress
The Sorrows of Young Werther
Couldn't interest me less
Carrying spring onions
You took me by surprise
I put my hand before my face
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