Life In A Bubble

I'm back!

As If I'm ever goin' away.

If y'all don't know me...

Check this out.

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I was born against the odds.

The flesh of men,

The Spirit of God.

Born into a great facadé,

The age of ten,

Don't spare the rod.

Even though my life is hard,

I've learned a lot,

With crooked cards.

Avoiding all the posion darts,

The ones I've caught,

I take apart.

I might be a little charred,

All I've got,

A piece of star.

An iron will and a lion's heart,

a diamond shard.

a piece of art.

The end is near, I've come so far.

It's evident.

From where we are.

I'm Heaven sent, hear my roar.

All the time I've spent to

raise the bar.

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Life in a bubble.

Now I'm staring at my double.

Hyde is the trouble.

Always hiding in the rubble.

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It's clever how it comes and goes.

I'm prepared

for another blow.

You know, it's all the same to me,

The undertow,

Don't let me breath.

I'll achieve my victory, It's in

the stars,

As I can see.

I will be, what's made to be,

The man of steel's

got nothing on me.

As they steal, what is for free.

Causing scars,

So needlessly.

I'm here to show you.

Follow me,

Y'all could make great company.

We don't need no other gods,

Don't need a pope,

or other frauds.

Don't try to justify the cause,

Send the hangman

my regards.

(Break)

I ain't gonna let this world

take from me...

what's most important.

Me!

That which cannot break us...

Can only make us stronger.

As if I'm ever goin' away.

You trippin'.

Here I come again.

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I've been scorned and hurt a lot.

Born into sin,

and torn from God.

I'm angry, and I mourn a lot.

suffering,

The flames are hot.

Even though the windows barred.

It's rust and rot.

I'm battled scarred.

Avoiding all the toxic shards.

The posion taught,

It's A-la-carte.

A fight out on the prison yard.

Don't get shot...

Mental ward.

An iron door, a broken heart.

All for not,

Not what we're for.

The end, I fear, is from the war.

Irrelevant,

who THEY THINK you are.

The time we've spent,

stuck in the tar.

It makes no cents

saving dust in jars.

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Life in a bubble.

Now I'm staring at my double.

Hyde is the trouble.

Always hiding in the rubble.

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Beats come, here I go.

Beat from my left blow.

Some dumb. Some know.

Run from my steel toe.

Some fun, hung low.

Cheek, tongue, bungalow.

Don't cum, move slow.

Still young, but a pro.

Tetra hydro cannabinol.

Gettin' high. Perfect roll.

Gotta fly. Free my soul.

I get by. Fat bowl.

I'm on a roll, but not a bun.

You can fukkin' eat me son.

I have a goal, and when I'm done.

You can tell my mom I won.

On to the next one.