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gryps - thank u4 your service lyrics

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to the core of my being
ankles sore and i’m beaten
forsaken, formed from the cement
go cut me open
stuff me with sulfur until convulsions seize
these roads know me too well
the smell of dope sold to a fein
i’ve fallen to my knees
how you expect to win when you still awful to yo team?
the boiling pot been breached the top
i file it down, right to a t
quiet it down if you wanna eat

poisonman crawling out my phone again
voicing in
a fetish for destruction and destroying and hе up the block
hoped and plead hе’d stop but he ignoring him
what’s it called?
oh no, i’ve forgot now i’m a hoe again
folded, bled
gowned up in the hospice, i won’t fold again
froze instead
gouge out mocks that’s lobbed up in my broken head & lay ’em up on the table until i’m stable & watch me poke at them
cold with lead
maybe i’d still rock out from this broken bed?
i hope that i don’t choke instead
ain’t woke again…
but to the core of my being
my ankles sore and i’m beaten
caught me talking to the sun again
it’s all fun and games until it ain’t
one bad day
i’m only one bad day away

living in fear, i fear to live
step outside, be eaten alive
i quit on fear but fear persist
i’ve seen the sear that breed inside
it got me crawling out the crib again
i said i’m crawling out the crib again
okay, i’m crawling out the crib again

one bad day
i’m only one bad day away
can’t be worst comes to worst
the barrel bottom been my base
please don’t get this misconstrued, misunderstood
don’t try to dissect my dialect if you got knowledge of what’s good
you’d follow along, know not to look
please don’t get this misconstrued, misunderstood
this how to die in every hood

to the core of my being
ankles sore and i’m beaten
forsaken, formed from the cement
go cut me open
stuff me with sulfur until convulsions seize
these roads know me too well
the smell of dope sold to a fein
i’ve fallen to my knees
how you expect to win when you still awful to yo team?
the boiling pot been breached the top
i filed it down right to a tea
quiet it down if you tryna eat
seen a scene of cretins
he thinking he needing all of it
deceived by the deceived
it’s jolting the bolt, a shock of wits
one knee to the neiman’s, the other wanting to start again
boy it ain’t a thing, imma f+cking sing till i’m song+less
i became a king so that i could reign for them all
decisions well made, put in place by truly yours
they say i’m concreate, playing parrot w/o a flaw
but these shoes is too big
how could one man play god?



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