love ur music. i wish i could read lyrics but I'll try to guess them

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ -🐍

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - 777 (PROD. EXSCOOB)

AM I THAT THAT I AM

Tryna stay pure in a world of sin 
Dont like the things that I’m noticin
Theres a couple lifestyles they’re purchasing 
Suburban kids say they murderin 
And everybody tryna fuck your bitch 
Tryna hit a lick tryna come up quick 
I stay holy no religious shit 
Cause I still get drunk n belligerent 
Theres no true its love polygamous 
Like a tinder account boi its hit or miss 
U can Swipe left if they’re hideous 
Or u can Swipe to the right if ur an idiot 
Like I don’t give a fuck bruh I’m hitting it 
Give a fuck bouta bitch if my dick is licked 
like mmmmm just wanna have sex 
Dont give a fuck if its meaningless 
Buy my time ill wait for the check 
Close my eyes put the noose on my neck 
Like damn 
Is this what I am 
Problems I built with my own two hands 
Spilled the beans when I kicked the can 
But I still gotta eat so I don’t give a damn
So I walk through the valley of the shadow of death 
With the heat in my pants and some ice on my neck 
i aint scared to die I gotta cash my check 
And I studied hard I think ill pass the test 
Im the big bad wolf tryna eat up sheep 
Get annoyed when they get stuck in my teeth 
Oh snap y’all forgot about that 
When you shot at me n thought I wouldn’t clap back 
Send a couple shots to your fuccn hatchback
Put a big ass hole in ur lil snapback
u forgot ur pistol ? 
Bro thats sacrificial 
feel like North Korea cos I’m packin missiles 
Actin fickle ima grab th sickle screamin fuck a hammer have a candle vigil

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - SIN

Reality’s become satire 
Living underneath the eye of the evil empire 
Every where I look I’m always seeing barbed wire 
5150 been about the gun fire
Ima live wire supplier my gun don’t misfire 
Enquirin about me’s like water and greek fire 
escape the system get people to think higher
Spread wisdom and peace but keep th piece this aint a cease fire 
no justice no peace don’t trust the police 
If I speak the things I think I would get beat like Rodney king 
I’m Tired of living below the poverty line 
Thats why I’m commitin crimes but ppl dropping the dimes
I put tape over my camera I think somebody watching me 
Tired of living in a system of hipocrisy 
Economys a mockery 
Currency is burglary 
I swear to god I wish the cops would come and fuckin murder me 
Swat raid my spot turn my home into a murder scene 
Im posted at the Burger King
Burgundy suede Burberry shades 
Lil boy I’m still getting paid
got the key to the game 
Dont spend my money on chains 
Dont give a fucc about fame 
You can’t even type my name 
You gotta copy and paste 
I been running it up 
You just been jogging in place

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Rodney King

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Evil Empire

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - Genesis

I’ve got a home in th suburbs of th killers n theives 
Where th block is hot the cells a hundred degrees
Everybody’s bones break and everybody stabbed bleeds
Everybodys a animal and none of us leave
Just a number in the prison economy 
Just another orange jumper for us cogs in th machine
Where they outsource labor like legal slavery
And they keep us segregated so we all become weak
I’ve got one foot in the grave and one foot in a cell
I’ve got a mind in heaven and a body in hell 
I put my chips all in but they saw my tell 
Gambled with my soul now Ima ghost in a shell
Im just another cowboy in the wild Wild West 
Where they shoot so much you needa buy your child a vest 
you either Fuck with the best or you die like the rest 
When you walk through the valley of th shadow of death 
You gotta beat the heat or be a feast for the vultures 
Where decomposing’s just another part of the culture 
Theres lions and tigers and elephant poachers 
and a bunch of people tryn figure out if ur a poser
We’re all inmates and victims of our own narcissism 
In a system where our consciousness is built to a be a prison
I learned to think outside the box then I turned it to a prism 
Now I question my belief in my own nihilism 
keep chasing your dreams til their reality 
But I dream about facing my mortality
Theres no black and white no duality 
Just a lake of fire that burns everything 
Im a hostage of my catholicism 
While I down vote it like the caucus system 
Sometimes I get lost in the symbolism 
cus I’m so attracted to th masochism 
Ima traitor a sadist who’s playing it safest 
By not saying shit except solely the safest 
Collection of words that can cover all bases 
without blanket satements to make it blatant 
im at home in the prison of what is and what isn’t 
Im a inmate of my limits I’m the pain that I solicit 
And I’m always alone until someone comes n visits 
Im a foxhole im a pothole im a gutter ima divit

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ - MIRAGE

Sew the soil 
Dig a hole 
Plant the seed 
Watch it grow 
give it rain 
Give it sun 
you can change 
What it becomes 
itll flourish 
If u nourish it 
Discouragement 
encouragement
Will it blossom 
Will it wilt 
if I just bought some 
Would it still 
Mean as much
As if I grew them 
Through the seasons in the garden
Just for you to sit outside with me 
And breathe
I could pick a thousand flowers 
And have a beautiful bouquet 
But the stems would still all die 
Without the root
and I could plant a rotten seed 
And water it with holy water 
But I still would get a tree with rotten fruit  
And I could fill a vase with water
in a transparent attempt to prolong the inevitable 
As if my inability to artificially preserve 
Something organic is unacceptable
so I watch th flowers die a little more every day 
all the reds and the yellows and the blues turn to grey 
but even when they’re dead I can’t throw em away 
cause as long as they’re there its okay

÷☥X♵♹♳♵X☥÷ -🐍

David

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