go on this way) Fuck dat, I can't do it man We make this chips off this gift That we curse with And then my mind drift Am I defeating the purpose '
' these cats will send a friend to the morgue Many questions, no answers, just stress Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed If you curse and
young, so gifted Direction of life was uplifted, window in shifted And took a turn for the worst but the blessing come to curse And *** stressin' 'cuz my dawg is in the hearse My
In Christ alone my hope is found He is my light, my strength, my song This Cornerstone, this solid ground Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
brighter than you burn Something that I would never learn I could never lay this curse on you Cursing the days when there's Nothing that I can't hold onto with my
insanity Agonizing child Losing her blood Before she dies Screams of agony Echoing all corners The torment of a cursed and Distorted soul You see, my
your sins? Time is illusion Trapped in the skies Destiny's calling Hear from my eyes Many years ago a boy was born, a boy with a gift A gift that would
of me a?? emptiness. I look to the other a?? suffering and loneliness. I wonder, can it get any worse? And all of this reminds me of man's gift turned curse
alive but deceased Blessed with the gift of flight, changing shape and unseen sight Knowing why and knowing when gifted with the dreams of men Out of sight and
I didn't let her The groupies get at your boy but you're my Cinderella Look girl we can make it better but there's a gift and a curse While you healing
clout and deceit My grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you reap She used to help me with my homework, addiction, subtraction Added faith to my life and
You let me go without a wave I noticed that and nothing more I guess I'm going to my grave Wondering what it all was for. All the years and all the
a no show, wow But I ain?t do it on purpose Behind the fame man I?m a regular person But I feel worthless, the gift and curses If I fuck up my voice
this money scheme To desecrate the art, and now i gave my heart, and delegate the sparks and admit When the pen hits the paper from despise squairy and
MY DEATH BLOW'S INEVITABLE, AND YOURE SUSCEPTIBLE TO PHYSICAL INJURY, THIS MUSIC INDUSTRY IS FULL OF &*^%, THAT'S WHY I'M FLIPPIN' DIPPIN' AND DIVIN'
' and the weather is cold Don't know which way to go but I continue to roll The rainfall is really takin' a toll On my mind and my body and on my spirit
up my dead friends and loved ones long gone I feel the fear take hold reside in darkness Thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse my gift and hope