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Glass
- //Verse starts at 0:06
- I got an addiction, a medical condition, addicted to these glass dicks
- Blowing gas 'n humble married chicks, identical to wicked riffs, conflicted shit
- Twenty one I'm still very young, having fun 'n hoes to come
- Totting blunts 'n always drunk, cracking wills but still I penetrate
- Days I laid upon the grace, different women on my case
- Conversate with God today, what to make for song 'n praise
- Operate on false assumptions, I'm a crackhead but that's nothing
- Transcend past my human substance, sip some more to get that something
- Worship your savior that's me, bet you niggas couldn't see
- Scriptures on paper to free, yo' enslaved thoughts 'fo' they reek
- Major in acclaiming artistry, I'm the greatest logically, probably
- Latest out the flavored project scene, danger in my harmonies
- Doubt surround my dreams, fuck my poppa for his leave
- Me momma 'n bro struggled, luckily I had my music
- Flow so hard it made it stupid, doubled salary amusing
- Badass rap get gats bro using, blasting in da streets meanwhile I'm rapping
- Straps repeat, senile mother eat, crack my brother packing heat
- Personal hitman delete, surgical the hits elite, speaking on the game I seat
- Anger seethe the pain deplete, shamed concede, if I told you how I feel
- Would the change hold me to deal.
- //Verse ends at 1:11
- //Verse starts at 1:15
- You motherfuckers don't know struggle, I been silent under rubble
- Only had my brother's hustle, and my violent muscle, though we stuck together
- Our mother never there, never cared, remember nights we slowly say prayer
- In fear, we scared by guns 'n tears, the bodies prolly light for paper, or a savior
- Sin of failure, now I blast those same gats, molly 'n the saints ass, bro 'n I we go through life
- Fucking hoes while he feel some rhymes, I deal grime 'n something shiny
- It's crystal like it blind me, for brittle minds that find me, nothing off limits fo' style
- Minutes 'n digits of trial, little my pistol destroy, making it simple to anoint
- Every vision of the future, I can tenderly salute ya, many memories of humor
- Joking with my brother truer, any purer, noting down ambition sooner
- As I found the ground was solid, the foundation 'o da profit, of a prophet
- A meditation on what's wanted, now I shoot the youths who too warm hearted
- Warn the closet, all the skeletons is coming, filled with vomit 'n the blooding
- "Resonance wit' me" you're blaffing, "relevant to me" you fronting
- Please don't hurt me show me mercy, I can't give you courtesy you phony
- Pussies pleading on they knees, won't gift a second chance on word
- Needing 'nother mans make me wanna hurl, present in the world you stirred
- Hope your lady pregnant, these your final seconds take them vital
- Survival
- //Verse ends at 2:24
- //Verse starts at 2:36
- You keep playing with guns, you deep laying in drugs
- You seep deeper into this metaphorical hole
- Rhetorically tolled, as a preacher you lack soul
- As a teacher you lack heart, back tracking lacking the commitment
- The start always conflicted, your scars got you vindictive
- The grace n praise is often, more gawking became common
- You talking remain oh so constant, longing for respect that's promised
- I detect the flex disheartened, can't connect the sex is boring
- Can't reflect the streets is scorching, planted feet deceit is crawling
- What it's causing defeats the warning, wanted man like damn you.
- Daunting was the offers made, off of waters you had laid
- In the ocean you have played, through emotions and the gardens
- If you stay you'll find the toxins, lost yo' conscience fo' da confidence
- Introspection question this, consequence of prominence
- Politics post positives, most 'o y'all got audience, what he had was larger than life
- The knife, the damned, the wives, bother the sands
- Scholar of the lands, left to die a lesser man
- If you honor the demand, if you follow through the steps
- Continue doing like it's best, filled with sorrow 'n regret
- Masking it I do detect, guilt 'n hatred tore your head
- Seek respect in streets of dead, men, dread, pen
- //Verse ends at 3:41
- I need your attention now
- You are grieving
- We're all just passing through here
- For those who have put their hope and their trust in the Lord Jesus Christ
- We are never alone
- God promised, he'd never leave us or forsaken
- We're all just passing through
- //Ends at 4:20
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