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Leave It All Behind

from Words Worth a Thousand Pictures by Hex One

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Verse 1
Eyo these gritty cops and
Robbers stock nine millies glocks and rockets
Surrounded by shitty spots city blocks and projects
The object for silly props is logic cause big willies
Clocking profits be copping pretty rocks and watches
Live in the midst of intimate problems infants is
Missing on scholarships in the wish for infinite dollars
They link with ballers to these kids their mission is lawless
Sinking but never blink so they think their vision is flawless
All this hell is swelling my dome it got me prone
To these coke selling zealots yo cause hell is my home
This tale is my own let chrome embellish my bones
Or end up as a jealous felon with a cell as my zone
I know these options the only slot is my lonely conscious
I blow these toxins for the topics that hold me hostage
My optics coldly show me its lowly contents
I'm just another brother that struggles to know these concepts dog

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Yo in my mind I get lost sometimes I fall in line with the stars
In the dark through my thoughts and rhymes
Then I rise like the sun the full moon controls the tides
By the slums for the flocks who live their lives by the guns
Flying through this broken sky going nowhere in a hurry
Vision blurry from the coke and la
Yo in my mind I get lost sometimes but then I find that
I'm really trying to leave it all behind

Verse 2
It's all about the Benjamins not the sentiments nowadays
This life could make you demented depending on how it plays
This vital stage has got us violent with primal rage
Modern age steadily raids the global like tidal waves
Yet it's all about the bitches in clubs dig in your funds
Youngin's in the crib neglected make a living in drugs
Slip through the slums with plots of copping pistols and guns
Dodging cops and sticking victims up for grizzles and crumbs
Now they're stuck with double figures in jail awaiting bail
Sheisty players trying to slay 'em nightly praying they fail
Hiding traits that might depict 'em as frail feeling like
A minute in the prison system is as swift as a snail
Striving only for respect fuck success crying lonely
From the stress depressed trying boldly to repress
It's best you listen closely 'fore becoming the next head
For bread dying slowly from regret in your death bead

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Verse 3
We're bombarded with countless
Objects yet most of us watch the constant
Gossip and lies sex violence and nonsense
Censoring truth with senseless news renders the youth
Helpless confused and subjected to these ghettos and crews
Rebels and goons crimes at deadly levels and tombs
Grimy fools that's robbing dudes for diamond pebbles and jewels
Avenues and settlements where crack is peddled and moved
Dwellings where metal wielding devils seldom meddle and cruise
Venom infused with nectar these denizens choose either eloquent
Hues or blues depending on who views the spectra
In the pursuit of loot coupes and extra it's never the root's texture
It's only the decadent fruit juice that gets ya yo
To me it's all the same cause life is beautiful but forged in pain
Like a gorgeous orchid with an awkward frame
That shit is awesome but it's often strange
The way it offers blossoms that it brought with rain

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from Words Worth a Thousand Pictures, released October 13, 2017

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