Special Ghost To Blow
From: Pittsburgh,Pennsylvania Baby |
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Untitled
IP:
Washed Hands Erase Tha Dirty Spirits
Ungodly Figures Get Judged And Perish
Along My Path To Righteousness
Thinkin Back In Tha Day Sayin
Homie Lets Light This Shit
Blaze A Page Kill Some Time Killl Ourselves
Not Get Caught Go To Jail Whatever Cost
Heaven Hell Influenced Merely By Tha
Roots Of Evil See Throughs Started Makin
Sense Under Naked Skin A Couple Flips
And I Could Win I Only Ran In Circles
Hoppin Trollies For Transport Late Night
Trips No Curfew Seein Televisions In Tha
Back Seats Of A Tinted Acura Thinkin On Ass
And Dough A Nervous Wreck Worthless Vet
Walkin Tightropes Through Dark Tunnels
No Circus Net Takin Life Or Death Surface Steps
Gettin Whatever I Could Cruel And Decietfully
Thoughts To Self Life Needs To Be More
Than Just This Every Once In A While
But I Wont Lose My Grip Time Slips
On Tha Regular And Never Stops Movin
We're Where We Wanna Be In Life Or
Lost In Confusion Lifes So Unpredictable
Fulla Suprises Im Unsure Of Myself Sometimes
And Whats Upon Tha Horizon Someday I
Wanna Be Married With Children Blunted
Happy With Millions Blowin On A Bed From
A Fan On Tha Celing Was I Fit For This Game
Where Can I Picture My Frame Answer Question
Only Time Can Tell As Tha World Turns I Travel
On Footprints Of Fallen Soldiers With Everything
That I Learned God Liftin My Feet Always Forwards
My Movement Until I Collapse And Cant Do It
No More How Could I Be Weak?
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