memories
Gavel in hand, skeletons in the dark. Shadows of a man, held in sin from the start. Which one without flaws, cast the first stone? Wins come without laws, past is cursed homes. Roam the streets as a youngin, crooked eyes will deceive. Chose the heat over nothing, hooked in pride, filled with greed. When my pops died, my heart was a walled fence. Took for granted, didn’t cry—my hands were balled fists. Anger was my name, pushed the chips all in. Didn’t watch my feet, didn’t know I’d fall in. I was hunted on the run, a maze within the game. Made my numbers pushing drugs, get paid within their aches. Didn’t care if I lived, didn’t run from fate. My actions were hate—no soul to carry the weight. Death sentenced at birth how can we live to die/next victims last words none of us survive How do you look up and pray But down here, you dont recognize my face Living in the past , present, and future I've already won the race pulling ahead. I just need a little space Lifes embrace Master of embodiment everyone is up for takes. Still, i hear nobody saying grace Woke up to some petty rapper On labor day Kill shot Coup de grace death blow make sure them shoes are laced , krazy and wreckless doing 180 on the interstate. My hope has sealed my faith faster than light im at a quantum pace , platinum multigrade beat laid Bringing down the house damage to each brick made i'm self expected to know my purpose. Creating beautiful art as the words come to surface , I might seem calm with the verses but behind the screen i'm nervous , married to the craft , handwritten pain hope its all worth it , try' to run but can't , pen game shackled to these life chains as pain rain's down on me behind the curtains . stood at the fountain of youth and took a drink , my mind body and soul finally were all in sync , time to kill the verse , watch me how I Murder ink . Think its over , who's knows , I tend to overthink things over , don't think my brain knows where its going , love and lust think my head swollen , Blonde hair , soft skin , beautiful face , I just wanna hold her . Walking down these lonely roads , nights growing colder , looking in the mirror my confidence couldn't get any lower , tired of life's road blocks stopping me like gridlock Traffic , swerving over , off ramp , or take the shoulde
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