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I stood there and I waited
Looked into the black abyss of my pupils, and thought to myself- what is this thing that We call life
When we baptize ourselves in evil, what is left?
Tell me
I really dying to know
Uh

Another day in this hell disguised, Satan replied, a societal vice, Jesus Christ took his life
Took it in vain, a slave to the facts, and I'm numb to the pain
Word is bond, know it's my testimony
So fucking gifted, in culture design, with the minds distorted
Extorting lives, the media sloppy and everyday struggles way out of proportion
Or not given enough, I got a message, it go- lately my
Lately my peoples been failing me
Nigga
Drugging all the youth don't make a better me
Nigga
That's why I'm cursed to write these holy-rap soliloquies
Prepare the revolution and proclaim a public enemy
Government kill our leaders
Crackers bombing our preachers- but motherfucker, we still out here preaching on every Weekend!
Fighting for every beating and murder that's ever heard of
Load up the helicopters, no need for no teleprompter
I wrote these verses in cursive so the Portus can take me serious
Damn I'm feeling delirious
Living in this insanity
Filled with anger and sorrow and the pain will prosper tomorrow
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I shed tears by the river
By the river
From all the pain that I done felt
And I can't help with all the damage I done caused
These waters can't hold up
You feel hopeless!
But everything gonna be alright
We just got to take it one step at a time

This vulnerable gift, wrapped up and handed to seven billion
That's seven billion cadets, turned soldier, fighting in a war for two millenniums and two Decades
That's seven billion seeds, and seven billion roses blooming right from the very hand of It's creator
That's seven billion made, souls lost, and lives destroyed
This life is nothing but a blur
But nothing less than a blessing in disguise from beyond the skies
But like many, I am deceived by my own sin

Who's to say that we don't live up to the standard?
Who the fuck gave them the power, to take souls and devour?
Selling some trends, for the people to consume, sooner or later, that's what's you Become, what have you done?
You belittle figures, and claim one's superior
For all your magazines, cause they don't match your criteria
That girly off to Hollywood she up on the cover
Simply from that ass that ain't come from her mother
Yeah, body going crazy like
Lord have mercy
Swimming without a vest, shit Lord have mercy
Then few weeks later, sir, you got herpes, and nigga, that's not even the worst thing
Word on the street, she got exposed for that nose
Unmeasured curves cause swerves, from love to lust, so he bust, and I suppose, that he Still loving them hoes, pimping them hoes, ooh
But shawty needs a true companion
Fuck she a model, and fuck she a stripper, forget that she'll give you the work, if you tip Her
That's a women, not your toy thing
To all the ladies, keep ya head up and thrive in the skin you was given, pay no attention To the system
Fuck their perception, you God's lovely creation, I mean it
Can't let no bitch to deceive you,
Real beauty mixing, what's in you
So, fuck a runway, a pageant, camera, bitch-made cracker, love yours, and I swear that Is all that you need

I shed tears by the river
By the river
From all the pain that I done felt
And I can't help with all the damage I done caused
These waters can't hold up
You feel hopeless!
But everything gonna be alright
We just got to take it one step at a time

Follow me
Follow me now
Follow me
Follow me now
Follow me
Follow me now
Follow me

A wise saying- they only really care for themselves so be careful
Pour my serial-cerebral intellect to make a handful
I penetrate loops, leave hoops numb
With the stroke of Wardell, and you can tell, I leave them well done
I'm cutting ties from the collar cause most of you niggas just biting styles, sorry excuses for some rottweilers
What we playing, is it rags to riches?
Money and bitches?
All over the world, it's just the same song
But simulations ain't working it's fucking broken, just one more scam, if it jam, run back All my tokens
Talking all that comeback shit but end up chocking, I been up for all my life nigga beyond Awoken
Close the gap, lose the gat, persona played out, the 808 out
You trying find a way out
You need the industry, flip them and that's the truth, revenue coming in for the parties And so it's cool
Nah, pay attention, you hearing but you don't listen, trying to blend in, living the next Man's life, uh!
Seems to me, you looking for handout
But there's no free shots in the free world!
I pray for your come up, pray for your relatives, pray for this civilization, and demons Among us to be gone

Everyday we killing humanity
Living in this insanity, look around, if push comes to shove there's no love
Tomorrow ain't promised for no man
So, wake up and take my flesh while you still can
Tell me
What's the purpose of living?
What's the purpose of suffering?
What's the purpose of music?
Maybe I'm paranoid, but there's a system I defy, there's a lot of us but who gonna Testify?

I shed tears by the river
By the river
From all the pain that I done felt
And I can't help with all the damage I done caused
These waters can't hold up
You feel hopeless!
But everything gonna be alright
We just got to take it one step at a time

It seems we've lost, lost ourselves
In this world
Woah
Lies and bullshit, can only take you so far
We are

I stood there
Lost and astray
Staring into my reflection, I go
Deep into my soul, hunting for the demons that form and still remain
Serenity and fear drives me, but the unknown I'm afraid of
For it is not the fear of death, but of the thick invisibility of life
For it is not the fear of death, but of the legacy that is left for history to tell
A legacy so pure that'll make the angels come down and awake the world up from its Long lasting sleep
Including me
Cause, I've spent so much time thinking of what to do with my life
So much time and effort spent trying to lecture the world about how to live their lives
When I haven't figured it out myself
I should of knew what Ms. Fatuma said was the truth
I'm praying for me, my mama praying for me, but I'm still not free
Not free from the ugliness of sin
Not free from the sharp agony of pain
Not free from the trap of temptation

The gospel prophesies the unimaginable
That's why we still pulling this rope back and forth
All the shit on the news, everything you see on social media, all of it is a recipe for the Self-destruction of the human race
Sometimes it's hard for me to even believe we still doing this
We're all sinners
There are no golden childs
We control our destiny
Our own destiny
We are the artists behind the painting of history
But what history is there when it is created from in the darkness
We become blind and accustomed to everyday actions
We don't even know the wrongdoing committed
The conscience is completely dead
The only way to revive it is to look into your soul and wake up
Once you do that, you can give the demons within a good fight
And when that happens, someday, you'll come back to realize- that you were already Dead