Illuminati-F.T.W (O.S.H)
Im not a hoodlum with pockets thick of franklins,frankly
Im stampled like a patient awaiting an h.i.v blood sample,
Im not sentenced to hell,Im just stuck in between.
In these concrete streets with stick-up-kids and crack feens.
As im speaking im awaiting my paycheck,6 days left,
il get avicted!, but so what my fucking home is ancient.
And i can't visit my country cus they'l send me to war,
My friends says no but W.T.F Fellas we live in the core.
Iv' tried to reach for the top, But demons drags me down,
to serve my punishment in pain as im cursed to this town,
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Im in a struggle, Stranded with bloody knuckles,
hand on my nuts,pull the trousers up thanks to my rusty buckle,
they say broaden your horizons ,im left obtaining my conscience,
these concrete walls destracts my mind and options,
Now im like def waking up in cold sweat,Tryin to catch my ownbreath.
The worlds muted,I still sense death cus the smell is left,
All these junkies without direction depended on crystal meth,
got coke depts,low life scums when the popo's left,///
All anxiety pumps stress at it's very best,
Don't dare yourself the final destination is death,
that ain't the road il have to tell you fuck erruption of quest,
Iv'e got more then less,faith that my god forgives and forget,
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Ím so stuck on envy cus iv'e got so much knowledge,
i took the books for noncence,iv'e ruined my way to college.
It's viciously in sequals,it's not equal for guided people,
I know that trust can be lethal and life doesn't have a sequal,
But I could gouge my eyeballs out for a clearer vision,
Just a different prospect,A reminder "making" me listen,
Arise Illuminati think of the worlds size .
Don't get your mind galvanised,think of your goal paradise,
the pendulums tic tac is never-ending,
As all the moments from my life time comes pendling,
Memories im defending get attacked it's depending,
If im to tired from blood sucking creatures with fangs im fencing,
All those life taking bastards steel your soul and your hope,
Then they go stranding you so drenched in tears that you choke,
Most of the broken ones are found with the throat in the rope,
beware! keep hope! you could too face death in his cloak,
So sick and tired..../Ill