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maxx 39 - freezing globe lyrics

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(the sun king)

babies crying brothers dying and brothers getting knocked
sh-t is deep on the block and you got me locked
down in this cold, cold world

(maxx 39)

in the city of love allah, where they say the angels dwell
ironically brought me unjust life compared to h-ll
striped away of the crib, bad as a young child
conformed to a docile condition, no supervision
like clark kent’s sight, no games played for the sport
eviction notice was posted or something of that sort
never questioned like a jeopardy response
my father and my mother stared at many negative taunts
but found light in a family who had everything in reach
big house in the valley many miles past the beach
they allowed us to stay, share their humble abode
waking up at 6 o’clock, to travel the longest road
to the education building but destruction was a mention
cuz the only thing i learned was how not to pay attention
time p-ssed and the crowd was a little too much
so we stood: on making a push closer to the hood
that we originally started the foundation
peace to kyndahl and her earth for giving us a found place and
we knew that we was feeling the scars of mental stress
cause my home girls drama kind of leaked into ours
at the moment we feared my pops and moms made a plan
to get us our own stand in a place not over sand
nor stones but concrete, it was all in our heads
mom dukes working hard picking up all the bread
my father was always hustling in the world of an actor
happiness can fulfill when the checks weren’t a factor
but still, we finally got a deal on a sign
even though this called home was very undermined
but we really needed to settle, looked at it and said fine
resembled a structure beat upon thirty-nine times
within a month we were robbed cause punks wanted to score
this was life pure deplore, crying sleeping on the floor still there is

(the sun king)

babies crying brothers dying and brothers getting knocked
sh-t is deep on the block and you got me locked
down in this cold, cold world

we be running from the cops and busting off shots
sh-t is deep on the block and you got me locked
down in this cold, cold world

dr. —-: oh how his childhood was so miserable. pity. throw in his baby pictures and school yearbooks. have him reflect some more…on his darker days



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