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holy but the truth about the black ages is sacred
They restrained you from the truth
Brainwashing all the youth
Well I can longer be mute
Do you know who

everyone known to look up to me aye
Fuck what you want, at the end of the day, the only shit you'll rock is the shit that you'll wear in the grave
Now all I

at the person that I used to be
The good old me 
And to the people who care for me 
I'm sorry
But I'm afraid that man you used know is 6 feet under in a hole

locked i was devastated 
I was getting dress, man i wish he waited 
Now its 9 years we been separated
All that pain only gone better me, Feel like my life

had father figure in my life
Daddy wasn't there from start 
Have to learn be man on my own 
Mother raise me by herself all her life
"My pain, my life,

I swear to God that you better than that
But I see a lot of pain in your present and past
I know you sacrificed a lot to be impressing your man
By

the reason you were born 

Just want to say throughout my day
Oh thank you for the life you gave to me
Through thick and thin and all my sin       
My faith in

eyes watching like the headless
horsemen, scribbling my name on their hit list
I'd rather see my nom-de-plume written by Schindler
In Japanese characters

of death, and I'm noticing all the effects
Not missing a step, got comfortable wasting my time, so now I got no time for rest 
And every day, I'M just getting

question if you're here by design

Tearing all the pages from books you wrote
Looking for a hint of which way to go
Your words and your letters are scattered

then the man who is best to me
I cant be content with the rent to rent
I hope its evident I'ma leave a dent
Got no beef like its every day lent
Tryna

All you fuck boys are Cambellian
Fuckin' a mono-myth or celibate
Drowning in a vat of your own medicine
And begging for the relevance
Don't you know

ended, it begins with you
Was my first and it hurts we ain't see it through
Now-a-days man I can't even speak to you
Guess you hate me
I still wonder how

Hannibal Lector 
But I murder the bad guys
A modern day Dexter 
Ima let you reflect 
But don't waste my time
You can scream all you want
But face it you're

and later cry for me to my dismay 
I'm lost in space, and die I might, tears down my face into the night 
But all I see is clouds being torn apart by

but all they crazy fans
Think it’s cool to have a kid after another
With no need for dad, or money
Think it’s crazy funny
How its brain dead individuals

weren't, we weren't 

Then, eating at an all night diner
Talking the existence of God
When an old man walked in and told us 
That he had been abducted by

I’m rocking Vetements, you wearing lettermans
Look at the score man, it’s time to come settle it
Starting shit off but I’m already veteran
Switching

Saturday Night in my town
We jump in the car and we ride all around

Just a Saturday night
Just a Saturday night
Just a Saturday night
Just

I lay awake dreaming of things I could done
Days become cruel reminders of times passing
All that ruins them is the whispers of the trees
Speaking

run it to the max
Man I'm getting colder by the day, you'll better be afraid
I just wanna get paid, step out of my way
I'm just here to take my check,

Got me feeling like Stannis
And I can't even stand this 
I gave it all on the planet 
And I still couldn't have it 
I wear my heart on a sleeve

And revealed to me my purpose 
He reminded me that He's the King of all and I should trust in Him

Because those who wait on the Lord
Shall renew their strength

and 

We don't need any more static 
We don't believe in the magic 
All we need is each other got nothing else to lose 
We can all see the wave crashing 
You