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insane poetry - memories of a lost soul lyrics

[verse 1: insane poetry]
uh, beautiful princess at age six won a beauty pageant
now she’s a victim of incest been s+xed so many times by her stepfather
she wrote diaries pain was her best author
see her stepfather used to hit her momma with a closed fist every evening
it was drama, she didn’t even bother to scream for help
calm as a mu’f+cker had her like a demon from h+ll
locked down in a cage just waiting to rebel (she’s on top now!)
with a gauge aiming at his sh+ll (these rocks stop now!)
too late she’s raging in his h+ll then this clip bow
then she awakens to this h+ll
drifting off in a bathtub bleeding from the wrists
going in and out of consciousness the demons still exist
as a tear flows from her cheek slowly by her neck
she welcomed the sight of death when taking her final breath (final breath)

[chorus: insane poetry]
it’s my memories of a lost soul (lost soul)
as i meet my enemies at the crossroads (crossroads)
i see the skull and the crossbones (crossbones)
this purgatory world, it is not home (it is not home)
it’s my memories of a lost soul (lost soul)
as i meet my enemies at the crossroads (crossroads)
i see the skull and the crossbones (and the crossbones)
this purgatory world, it is not home (it is not home)
[verse 2: insane poetry]
my best friend little son he ’bout that action
thought his daddy was a square and never seen his daddy’s passion
to get out the game the fast life almost k!lled him
so when out of change and the mere fact of having children
adapted religion asking forgiveness for all his past sin
the life that he was trapped in associated with bad men
him and his brother was trapped inside this life (inside this life)
he got out but babe bro is in that life
trafficking white making connects taking respect
big ropes hang from his neck he flashed eyes the fast life (fast lift)
got his son wanting everything his uncle got
but his uncle robbed the plug and they want his uncle shot
the jungle’s hot as the animals hunt the block for him
the guns are c+cked they gon’ dump on him without warning
at sundown they wanted him
at 6 pm his uncle was gunned down in front him (in front of him)

- insane poetry lyrics

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