It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate
I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate
I'm trying to save us from any wrath
It got to be a lot of shit in your ass
Together all the timethought it was true love
To save criminals from miserables,
And the harsh shit hits the suburbs, and they're able to save,
Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days
She will never get by, no how no way
I write forward to save my day
So sorry,i am brave,i got this industry to save
That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase
Replaced wicked sins or innocence chased, i wanna travel back to the greats,
For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves
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