"LUCID 'DREAMS"

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Have these 'Lucid dreams' that makes me
paralyzed
The pain lasts forever' and that's the reason
why I Wanna commit Suicide
Ruining my Body, and controlling my
'gesticulations' like a parasite,
I'm the host
far-off from My paradise, so I embody the
love for an overdose
Done drugs on, numerous occasions,
I'm not getting recognized,
as a result I'm not finishing my goals,
Which makes me cry dramatically,
at the 'dead of night'
'Saying that you love me' but it was a lie
that shit was a hoax
'Paranoia Isn't kind' I just need you in my line
of sight
I just want some piece of mind, and let's get
back together, let's take it Slow,
When can I get out the dark? I can't
'Rise and shine'
Consider yourself lucky Im a Freak accident,
that's predisposed, to Iodines, without having
a fucking enlightened mind,
"-one morning I woke up and she wasnt
by my side"
Ion think I care anymore- if you aren't
ride or die
Get nervous when I have to go out, so I went
to a Social Psych
but that won't support Me to socialize,
My bitch is not my bitch she's everybody's local
wife
I slashed my wrist with A broken knife
Wish I
I
Jumped out the window I opened,
overnight
Why do I have to fail at everything, I know
I've tried
These 'Lucid dreams' make me not able to
move, an inch, the only thing I can do Is cry,
so I cried on that "Cocaine", My bodies fried,
I knew I was the shit when I turned the age of
five
'Burnt out my rage' but I ain't feeling' fine
Spent five, six, seven, eight, dollars on you why
can't I "claim my prize" oh probably because,
My life is ignoble
Grabbing the mic I'ma 'pour my soul', Loud
enough for my niggas to hear it from
Senegal
Love getting laced; 'high'- "especially" from
Ethanol,
Why can't I vibe to the FUCKING Benefits, I gotta
hide, that's the protocol
I'm worstest rapper (wrapper) after all
Gettin- fit But not From drinking Adderall
With a little alcohol
After I take em' all this might be my funerall,
99% of pain is compressed in my heart,
That ultimately ruins my overall, invented a way
Not to cope, but I'll down-a-whole bottle of
xylitol
Diving deep in that pussy I'm 'screaming-'
cannonball
My blood sugars to motherfucking 'high' bitch
I'm "off the wall"
My 'flows sick' (flowsik) when I was born
I had this disease (erythroblastosis,)
You claim your a gangsta, but You pussys can't
walk the walk
Raspy Bc I burn My throat with a flamethrower,
So It's fucking fortis
Seeing at least more that 'four tits'
Bitch im sick of this 'fake love' when I flex
I'm gonna make em 'Change up'
Fweling like A.I buddy Ion need practice'
They told me to pull up- so I Got The Ratchet
The ℯ𝒸𝒽ℴℯ𝓈 are endless
Some times the "Lucid 'dreams" make Me restless can't
put a price on Safety,
so that means, money can't change me no... -
No wonder why... you
Hate me
W---whyyd you date me…

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