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caving in to the devils grin
now bring the horror back again
only the enlightened to where it's been
will understand we're living low end
tossed aside with no acknowledgment
sheep by definition herded within
don't cave in to the devils grin
Self destructive homocide
intending on us to run and hide
as we are afraid of what's really inside
we are afraid of the truth, fed lies
people resort to praying to skies
empty promises, where broken men die
Nothing left to live for
as we crumble to the ground
buried on the seafloor
not given a chance to make a sound
we all know for certain
there's no way we're being found
Lost at see don't look at me
i can't stand it can't stand it
C-sar: Flexin on em in my calvins
Shittin on em in my lanvins
Seent you pull up had me laughing
All these killas I be lapping
body by dabbing demeanor by dabs
dirty white tee hanging down to my calves
I spit on anyone rocking a badge
One time I died and it wasn’t so bad
Out here with a felony in my bag
Call me yung opec im about my gas
Louder than brass and my eyes like a rash
C-sar the grouch ho I live in the trash
Spending this cash cause I don’t want no rats in my house
And I know the cheddar will attract
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I confide within my lies
I tell myself that i'm alright
Then just as quickly as i build myself up
i fall back down, what a major fuck up
as i repeatedly fail to see my true colors
and continue 2 make myself appear weak to others
i tear apart my fucking mind
just in hopes that i will find
something in my life that i can live for
I'm hopeful yet inside,
i'm so afraid to take the ride
it's always been disappointing, the right door
I'm sore and so much more than i want to believe
I tell myself so frequently that i need to leave
but i insist that i'm tied down to my life here
so i'll shed tears and hope for the best year
drowning in my own weakness
As i'm forced to
come down, crash and burn again
and i'll never
realize the destruction of my character
falling on myself with a weight i cant bear
emotional lobotomy to escape reality
nothing left but a hollow me
I'm never coming down
will i ever come down
Wally Mack: There's nothing left but a hollow me; Just a shell of who I used to be. But that's all there was originally, living in hypocrisy unconsciously. Reinvention is liberating, it's too bad I'm terrified of changing; all this rearranging and staging is absolutely fucking draining. A compulsive liar and an impulsive buyer, burning cause I already fucked the fire. But I'll forget about it if I get a little bit higher, royalty in my mind call me sire. What was I thinking? I don't know, but boys that's the fucking way she goes. I dug myself in this lowly hole and I will reluctantly call it my own.
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I'm Not Who I Was
02:33
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when i wake up
i search through my mind
for a reason to fu
cking tolerate this burden
but all i ever find
old repressed memories
and a huge waste of time
I'm
Regretful of my past
even though its in the past
a lesson learned just won't suffice
and it's not worth emotional torment
a longing crave for nothingness formin
i can't learn from my mistakes
i've never had what it takes
just keep yourself inebriated
yeah i'm fucking marinated
to come to life and suffer
doesn't seem too fucking choice,
it toys with my thought process
i just want to make some progress
i'm not who i used to be, i'm not who i am
don't ask me what it means to me, i'm not who i am
you'll never know who i am, i'm not who i am
i'm not who i am, who i am, im not who am i
what's it to ya
cap n screw ya
mind your fucking business
i won't exploit identity crisis
i feel like isis
embodied and regulated
don't act like i instigated
who the fuck here segregated
we're so overpopulated
compulsive suicidal tensions
violent convulsive trigger
life long grave digger
the one that no one mentions
don't you ever fucking wonder
what it's like to be the thunder
keep that thought strong in your head
so you won't forget when you're dead
as if thoughts can carry over
luckless sack of 3 leaf clovers
burn and die metaphorically
repent in god rhetorically
i'm not who i was
who was i i'm not i'm not
who was i not i not who am i
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rock and roll
dance party
uncle sam approves this message
i cannot see what i cant see why cant i see
borrowing down the borrow hole
further wreckless abandonment
of all things considered i the process
now i'm done out of my head it'll all end soon
but i can't wait ghost of yesterday is todays mortician
that pluralize everything for added effect
wreck it i literally don't deserve
anything my life is one big performance art
piece nobody wants to see that everyone sees
when i see how concerned you are it only
makes it more difficult to get out of this
carosel just leave me be while i contribute
please i need to be gone for as long as possible
and this is my only ticket that's why i'm
being so pushy
Hoes, dross, gross,
goes the prose
Wait, what?! Pros?!
Nah, I said prose, bros
Put your bros before hoes
Tell your member
to remember:
Bitches never thankful,
Give an inch, Take a divorce
Thanks to baby daddy,
He was a good laddy,
Did the right thing by the state,
payin me child support,
get fucked in his prostate
Uncle Sam approves this message.
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Black Hole SKull
02:48
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almost 20 years
of fucking fear
im constantly
questioning myself and loathing
exploding mental obsession
desire for confession
justify habituals
with a wasteful session
I keep my
peace of mind with compulsive lies
and darkened eyes in a black hole skull
im a ragdoll steal my soul it flies low
im slowed
none of us will fit the mold
of a being who is all seeing or at least
partially i'm told
grab hold
it's all gold
we will die in a hole i'm sold
good luck with the shit
you will learn to take it
grab hold
giant mass of lifeless flesh
bubbling hot it makes a mess
we know they won't settle for less
with sharp pains crushing chests
carving through past surgical operation
trap the minds of a huge mindless nation
possession of a world not living
its about time we all start giving
i suffer in my head
dreaming of when i'll be dead
or of how i'm always mislead
distraught by words she said
contemplation beyond mastication
the complication of domination
bloodied and slashed severely
my mind is pained but nearly
i look to see so clearly
the sight of those missed dearly
drown out problems
abusing the substance
look alittle deeper
find the sustanence
love or hate, discover the abundance
discover the abundance of human nature
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Free Willed Free Killed
02:05
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suffering, i am alone
i lack a place to call my home
where I stays just not the same
struggling to earn no gain
scared and pained for lack of content
come and gaze at my monument
not for long as it's a fake
but please pretend just for my sake
torturous and terrified
no happy place where i'll confide
i stoop so low as if i've died
don't call my bluff i never lie
locked away my soul is rotting
tossed and fucked my stomach knotting
in my dreams they look like you
and often times they'll hate me too
crashing through disorderly conduct
panicked and crying mental construct
suicidal, but i must stay
as a result i hate every day
come and go like they always would
returning to that place i stood
hoping, waiting, non-debating
my life is plagued with constant fading
suffering from lack of expectations
let me die
i make attempts to better myself
but it's so hard to try
complicated, dead and jaded
whats come of my life
i am scared i am impaired
im trapped within this strife
socially destructed
mentally abducted
breaking point inside mind
nothing new ive come to find
an overbearing power
coming down to cross the line
we'll face our fears
then face our tears
while worrying we'll hide our ears
it all boils down to living soundly
through the years
figure out who really cares and
find a place to keep your spares
subject yourself into the arms
and breath in the fresh air
deadly and steadily
we stumble through our lives to see
exactly the way things will be
for what, but to be set free
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