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I wil Kill you Just To Make Here Happy (...)

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PROIBIDO DE MEXER (...)

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✝️ Chapter I ✝️

Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone'Neath the halo of a street lampI turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared tourched the sound of silence Fools, said I, you do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you thing iam a physco right......................MABYE I AM

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...Scare Youu...

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✝️ Chapter II ✝️

I remember that time we were sippin on wine I could see it in your eyes, you were feeling alive Why tell you I was good, why the fuck would I lie I remember seeing twice baby I shouldn't drive I should let you hold the keys baby take them inside If you taking my advice,maybe then you'll survive I've been looking at the sky all night and ain't see shit Thinking how you die, but you said I could be shit Now I'm on my grind baby look at me now, look at me now All this cash on me make em wanna go down I could fill your cup girl, I could make you slow down I could show you up baby, i don't pour fo' Sippin all day baby what you waiting fo' If you need a drink I got drugs on me Gotta watch for the 12 I got drugs on me I've been going hard I've been working OT Imma make a stack put in on MOMMY Right when I swing at the ground then you blink I got the job that can spit in your drink Fuck what they saying and fuck what they think I know they gon love me when Gucci my links Lies on the sink, Pills on the drink I'm coming and taking the ring I remember that time we were sippin on 

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Love is a strong word...

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✝️ Chapter III ✝️

Dawg you dun lost yo mind Cause I was waiting patiently But yet you couldn't wait for me Instead you went and changed on me Changed on everybody who just wanted to be there for you You think by doing this you gon become a better you? You think by doing this that you gon be saint or something? I think you gon insane or something I hope you know your days are numbered I hope you know that day is coming Cause you made yourself a promise that you'd stay the same You might as well just change your name While your at it Cause this ain't how we planned it You a fake, understand it Man I hate what you became and the way you just abandoned what I use to call a bond Now you just so beyond Now you just got me writing shitty songs Bout the old you Breaking up the whole crew I gotta make it vocal And I hate to say I told you But I told you If you ain't careful nigga you gon switch up And next time the homies call dawg you better pick up I hope you I hope you ashamed of yourself Why'd you have to change yourself on me Cause what's a heaven made in hell And don't you put the blame on me Is this what you call therapy? It don't feel therapeutic to me Is this what you call therapy? I hope it ain't too late until you see I don't know you It really hurts me that you say those things After all we use to be one in the same, you know Look You really think I've lost my mind I'm thinking clearly more than ever I did this for the better, and you got this vendetta And you got too much "you said this" and too much of "you promised me's" You always dealt with problems with your fists and animosity I mean you're still so angry at the world for what your dad did When you got cousins barely making livings who don't have shit Oh you think that you're the man now cause you made a little money? You got a a little sister in a third world country And now I got me a girl, bless her heart she an angel But she wouldn't have look twice Had I chose to remain you You got fans who adore you, there when shit goes wrong And yet you haven't dropped a song in like 6 months long And those friends you think they'd call if you you didn't pay for their shit?Tell me where the fuck were they when you weren't making a cent? So gotta I cut you off now, even if it kills me I had to kill you so that I could be the real me Now I don't hate myself I had to go and change myself on you Cause what's the point staying in hell I love the new me not the old you This is called therapy It feels therapeutic to me This is called therapy And one day you'll finally see I don't know you.....

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Never say never....

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✝️ Chapter IV ✝️

You know Through your whole entire life You're gonna get put down You're gonna get shoved against But you gotta pull that bottom lip up You gotta strive harder And never give up Yo See I came up from the bottom as a hassling teen Not a penny in my pocket all I had was a dream And that might come off surprising but I swear it's the truth From a third world country to a star in the booth (No no) And you could strip me from my pride and my smile But I'll never be a failure I will never exile Try to make me call surrender, nope, I never will dial I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile I'm still here spittin' dope, still your head now fill with hope I will never quit 'til the day that I D to the I to the E Cause spirit grows I'm still in touch with my dream even though it seems far I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars (Uh uh uh) Try to make a name for my respectable state And for my dream I'll catch a body if you get in my way If you're discouraged by somebody stick those fingers up And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up I came so far Searching for direction in a place that has you headed low Maybe it'll bring you up, maybe down, you'll never know But what you know is that nobody can harm Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm But wait that beat kicks in and your adrenaline jumps That's when you bleed with persistence through your veins and it pumps That's when your spirit will just levititate, never come in second place Yesterday's irrelevant so raise your glass and celebrate No I'll never let you bring me down or drop your lid on me No you'll never break my spirit mentally or physically Literally you gotta make attendancy to brilliantly detach the facts And after act I'm breaking 'em down like symmetry Tracks with rhythms, similes, I do it all so lyrically Don't ever let a person try to paint your pictures visually If you're discouraged stick those fingers up And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up.... 

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✝️ LOOK AT ME NOW ✝️

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✝️ Chapter V ✝️

Can somebody just help me out (Help me out) With these demons inside my head cuz it feels like they just won't let me go Can somebody just help me out Am I going crazy? Well then, just let me know, just let me know, just let me know Can somebody just help me out Minds missing just picture a scientific experiment  and Einstein couldn't figure where it's goin' Well if E=MC square then I'm E and you're an MC Well then what does that make me? (whoa) Imagine waking up in a wreck have the thought of your own thoughts talking under your breathe (ha, ha, ha) Shivering with sweat on your chest The sleep paralysis alone is as dark as it gets I'm try'n to tell you that it's Oh very, so scary, oh baby, you're getting up on my last nerves This coffin so dark heading to the end of the road And I'm ready for your conscience It's haunting is taking its toll. So I held on the cards I was dealt Try'n to buckle seat belts Cuz my brains always trapped in a cell Cuz it's all too unbearable to face on my own I'm so alone Can somebody just...

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#ROAD #DARK #SCARY #RUN

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✝️ Chapter VI ✝️

Man I hate rap, but if the shoe fits wear it.I’ve become a freak of nature all the kids stare at.Who walk around bumping RAW with the shit blaring, saying fuck school and dropping out like a miscarriage.I’m embarrassed, and I’m ashamed I’ve played a part in this devilish game making your common sense perish. But I ain’t taking the full blame cause most of you chumps running around here ain’t never had strict parents.All of your brain cells rotting from weed.You feeling like if you ain’t got it your life’s not as complete.You having sex with every motherfucking body you see.With a past so dark, that Satan'd jump out of his seat.But still you out in these streets, thinking you hot as can be.Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep.Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean.While your favourite rappers like, yeah he got it from me. You’ve been brainwashed by a fake life that you used to living.When I say the word fun, what do you envision?Probably drinking and smoking out with your crew and chilling with clueless women you try and bang, bumping new edition. Is that all you think life really is?Well if so, then you’re a fucking idiot.I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it.Matter fact, you don’t even deserve a brain, GIVE ME IT.Do you even have any goals?Aside from bagging these hoes. And packing a bowl.Well let me guess, NO.You’re only in school because your parents make you go.When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros.Yo, society’s got you living for a whack cause.You’re a fucking adult with no skills at all.You don’t read any books or play ball.You don’t draw, you literally do nothing at all.Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits you don’t have, cause you idolize rappers that do.And all they say is, ‘I got money and it’s stacked to the roof’.And now you think that it’s gon’ magically just happen to you? How? Your lazy ass don’t commit to labour.You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two-minutes later.Then you complain about your life cause it ain’t getting catered.Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit’s a hater. You want to succeed you have to try.Or one day you’ll get older and regret it all cause you can’t provide.Your friends are low-lives don’t act surprised. Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice.Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like Romeo.Bitch! That’s a fucking lie. You always talk about how every man’s fake and you can’t take it, and you want something real, shut up tramp, save it.Twice a week you put on your make-up and damn bracelets and head to the club, half naked with your ass shaking. Pulling a low-life nigga who claim he cash making.Till you let him hit and find out he works at a gas station.One of them niggas got you pregnant, and you can’t raise it.But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement. You want Romeo? Then act patient.And stop fronting, like he in the club, posting in the back waiting.It’s the club, where guys put on a new persona. After they get loaded with a few Coronas.They always shouting and wile out with habits that very few condone of.Then they look for beautiful, brainless bitches like you to bone ‘em.Then when they leave you, you cry and cry.Talking ‘bout, "Oh my god I can’t find a guy, I’ve spent so many years and I’ve tried and tried, why am I even on Earth? I should die."You want Romeo, you’re not worthy, you’re cock thirsty.You’re nasty and probably got Herpes.Sometimes the secret to find, is to stop searching.Try a new formula, cause your last one’s not working.The term ‘real nigga’ is publicly used.And I need to know what it means, cause I’m fucking confused.Are you one? For always busting your tool, with nothing to lose, or something to prove, to homies up in your crew. Is it because you selling drugs to get lootAnd brag about how done been shot and stabbed, like it's fun to be you?But your life’s a struggle right, you just hustling through.Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you just stuck in the loop. Man, why do black people got to be the only ones who can’t evolve. Cause you in the streets acting like a Neanderthal.It’s clear you can’t stand the law, you lost as an abandoned dog.And all you interested in is fighting, rapping and basketball.I can’t even fuck with you.Cause if we out in public you gon’ get caught stealing some shit and get my ass in trouble too. You’ll get old and be nothing.Living life in these streets thugging, and starting shit with anybody, mean mugging.Look at you, a real nigga, thinking your life’s cool.Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you. Till you grabbed their heart and shoved a spear head right through. Then they regret it because it wasn’t the right move.Your real nigga talk seems bogus.A real nigga don’t brag about being real, as long as he knows it. And his future doesn’t seem hopeless.A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused.So all you rappers whose soul is out on the wrong. You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song.You go to prowl on the young. Who roam around in the slums.See this is what happens when rap is overcrowded with bums.Hope the hour is long, when I’m rolling out with your tongue.The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong. All you menacing freaks, are only in this for cheese.And the mass controlled limit was breached, FUCK Hip Hop.They only in it for cheese.And any eye witness can see, they purposely making the innocent weak.My existence on this planet’s for you, I ain’t only here to benefit me.Yo, we need to make a change while there’s still time.It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal mine.I can guide you if you feel blind.I just need you to be willing to journey into my Ill Mind.