Are we really here a square to a sphere are we taught the difference in learnings between the teachings here and there square to the sphere fear don’t exist here and raise them beers tears never cry then why lie seen blood on that dress and questioned everyone that kids like my mum and the son always shining blinding and winding road I’ve followed borrowed time in crime they say gray from yesterday wave off the past the last cast iron mood be told you’ll go to the bottom of the ocean leave ya love ones hoping fuck this I ain’t joking them words been spoken what you back smoking stoking the fire never was a liar and walked through the fires of hell never dwell or sell my soul pole they romance it dancing round and round hanah how are salam Alamkan do you get this razor to the wrist no little miss and I’ll put my hand on the table with a fisting and wishing away today a tomorrow yesterday if you look to the past casting doubt over ya future don’t think I’ll hesitate to move ya leave ya like Swiss cheese sneeze bless you James 1.12 held the royal flush till the last bet so we stand to collect rely them and then my friend bullets dip they don’t bend how are you my friend didn’t say hi last time so thought I’d rhyme start signing and lightning strikes nice twice nah up once bitten twice shy shits not going to fly why don’t ask us why ask ya self there’s mental health wealth is internal like the flame you all burned both ends stressing about ya sins im grim on sleepers yeh sleeper reaper deeper then most ghost past the post the most of the coast to coast toast the table and the stable cable ties and map gas to the eyes it’s blinding winding road like I’m flying but keeping grounded two feet on the street to a beat and retreat ain’t no option neither window shopping it ain’t forgotten
I liven and dealing with something that worse then me the anxiety the voices it don’t give me choices spoilt never too clever to have my neck severed or wind up dead early them early graves come back from death what five times now powers in the showed with the naloxone now it a microphone the seeds sown I’ve flown round the country ain’t stoppping me the sign from above the live the cover is like the directors cut another meddling slut making some story up now I’m running up on a stage either read or write a page rather then spray the brain matter like a mad hatter jungle cat tiger that’s fact ain’t a lion that s them consider a few friends ain’t pretend bullets dip they don’t bend r.i.p on there tombstones microphones grants freedom from the depression session after session the weapon kept sacked rattling the cage rage on every Saturday ima lay it down what I found the last decade it’s been a degen I don’t bend anything except bars now the flash cars it’s gone to far alleys checking on Leila and simba tall timber of the wild been here since a child the green mile yeh I walked that
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Finally its back on UA-cam f*ck, bless 🙏🏼💞
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Are we really here a square to a sphere are we taught the difference in learnings between the teachings here and there square to the sphere fear don’t exist here and raise them beers tears never cry then why lie seen blood on that dress and questioned everyone that kids like my mum and the son always shining blinding and winding road I’ve followed borrowed time in crime they say gray from yesterday wave off the past the last cast iron mood be told you’ll go to the bottom of the ocean leave ya love ones hoping fuck this I ain’t joking them words been spoken what you back smoking stoking the fire never was a liar and walked through the fires of hell never dwell or sell my soul pole they romance it dancing round and round hanah how are salam Alamkan do you get this razor to the wrist no little miss and I’ll put my hand on the table with a fisting and wishing away today a tomorrow yesterday if you look to the past casting doubt over ya future don’t think I’ll hesitate to move ya leave ya like Swiss cheese sneeze bless you James 1.12 held the royal flush till the last bet so we stand to collect rely them and then my friend bullets dip they don’t bend how are you my friend didn’t say hi last time so thought I’d rhyme start signing and lightning strikes nice twice nah up once bitten twice shy shits not going to fly why don’t ask us why ask ya self there’s mental health wealth is internal like the flame you all burned both ends stressing about ya sins im grim on sleepers yeh sleeper reaper deeper then most ghost past the post the most of the coast to coast toast the table and the stable cable ties and map gas to the eyes it’s blinding winding road like I’m flying but keeping grounded two feet on the street to a beat and retreat ain’t no option neither window shopping it ain’t forgotten
MEFFTALK AT IT'S BEST.😮.
I liven and dealing with something that worse then me the anxiety the voices it don’t give me choices spoilt never too clever to have my neck severed or wind up dead early them early graves come back from death what five times now powers in the showed with the naloxone now it a microphone the seeds sown I’ve flown round the country ain’t stoppping me the sign from above the live the cover is like the directors cut another meddling slut making some story up now I’m running up on a stage either read or write a page rather then spray the brain matter like a mad hatter jungle cat tiger that’s fact ain’t a lion that s them consider a few friends ain’t pretend bullets dip they don’t bend r.i.p on there tombstones microphones grants freedom from the depression session after session the weapon kept sacked rattling the cage rage on every Saturday ima lay it down what I found the last decade it’s been a degen I don’t bend anything except bars now the flash cars it’s gone to far alleys checking on Leila and simba tall timber of the wild been here since a child the green mile yeh I walked that
raw homie
if they hittign you more then 5x with da naloxone shes Nitazenes ^_^
thats hard ngl