see beneath The person that is presented to you Vulnerable through trust Life is a twisted maze of obstacles Presented by people with a secret face What
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see beneath The person that is presented to you Vulnerable through trust Life is a twisted maze of obstacles Presented by people with a secret face [
the detachment of an analyst But most nights we've raided the same kingdoms And none of our secrets are physical None of our secrets are physical None of our secrets
the use when ya, some how some way keep messin with fine ass women like everysingle day they wanna play i say okay make the booty clap, they obey i freak girls to death
One time, yeah, yeah Yo, all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage One **** front, my face on the front page Only if I had one ***, one girl and one
or the Texas chainsaw Not for popularity reasons, but for the love of the art And you my heart, I leave casualties bleedin' 'Cause we keep it death for a death
Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed wall. Leave the death ledger under city hall. Leave the joyful air and that rubber ball today. Leave the
Leave the bright, blue door on the white-washed wall Leave the death ledger under city hall Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today Just leave
they kept goin' Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they survive? Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz died Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate To death
's playground was among Haven's streets Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths Names and photos of the young black faces Whose death and
There's a ballet being fought out in the alley Until the local cops, cherry top, rips this holy night The street's alive as secret debts are paid Contacts
Alllmy niggas farewell Fayettenam Look, some niggas let there dirt out, Some niggas keep it all in 'em So when a man dies all his secrets go with him
secret war inside of a rider I'm seekin revenge on the world for bein born! And the desert eagle is "mi amor" She'll fuck you to death, blow your brains
couldn't reach Living in expenses, 20 grand a week You know me, I be O T, low-key, Icy roli, smoke a O-z I'm a baby face nigga, without no goatee And
? Stop talkin' 'bout, stop talkin' bout how fucked up I am, huh Get me right, save me nigga, huh? I'm a snort away from an overdose A couple a drug deals from death
bloody bitch dead in the bathroom My wicked shit praise that I heard through the days Somehow now relays my new murderous ways Violent J's not around but Moon Glorious is there Scared of fucking death
Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage
