I look up Like what’s that about And it look back down Like it’s all love How could it be anything other Than what it’s made of But it don’t phase me much I was born I come from the muck Yes Just as all things As all seeds But see then what light brings It is written Spoken in every known dialect I hear it read it and digest Sometimes you gotta crawl towards the highest Down to the depths Of where you ain’t climbed yet After the pity the peeving the pullbacks Lead to the courage of cowards the climax That’s where you find it And it’s all love It’s what you’re made of I dreamed of better days Im living proof I was really hitting licks in the civi the only ones who knew was my doggies who with me I was really hungry Looking for sustainable living I really could of ended up missing My sister really could of ended up wishing I was still alive I was really putting holes in my liver A product of drinking for dinner What a ride what a life what a living But you really couldn’t convince me Life was worth living Now I sit and think What the fuck was I thinking Excuse me I don’t believe that I asked you shit Swallow it or ima sew it up Spend a couple thou make it back right quit He don’t live by it but he gone rap that shit Excuse me I can’t respect that much Y’all stress me out I’m feeling pressed or some I heard your stuff ; it’s like a bad re run I’m not that nice But you not that real You sell your soul like what’s the price I used to think I got the better deal But yo frl I’m done living this way I’m ready to kill Crack some verse off your domes And let it peel It used to be That faith was on my side But that cost me too much pride I’ve been through some shit then came out Like I coulda died realized The only way out is through Swim out in the unknown blue Get brought back with the tide Remember life is a prize Remember that it’s all love Remember Ends at last *faith was on my side* bit How do I purchase?
life pulling every angle socket popped like a wingette tried to follow christ but my sins don’t seem clean yet all facts would that make me unworthy of the holy tracks just ask partly stuck in the middle like moses staff pardon me you see plenty fish but wish fish was made for me
marcas mis fingerprints en todas en las escenas de crimen marcan antiguas hoes no quiero más solo deprimen flotando solo sin rumbo pero con el coro que me apoya y mi cora que no se rinde solo en mi mesa lo que estuvieron cuando no había q hecharle olla tengo los codigos claros
