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Rage Flowers That Fade In My Hand

my eyes The father I once knew Has become a close friend The skill in my hand It makes me understand that we're Like flowers that fade in my hands

my eyes The father I once knew Has become a close friend The skill in my hand It makes me understand that we're Like flowers that fade in my hands

my eyes The father I once knew Has become a close friend The skill in my hand It makes me understand that we're Like flowers that fade in my hands

im in a rage, off that indo and cocaine you got my fade nigga that was my chewy Fuck ya crew cause ya crew never knew me and just like the world turns muthafucka that

Hands Did Find The Weak Link The Towers' Share Beneath Their Foundations A Rivers Rage The Damm That Stands Reveals Its Age From The Cracks Water's Flowing

diggi-Daz step up on that ass Yeah, guess what's in here? My home girl Rage, I said my home girl Rage Yeah, the lyrical motherfuckin' murderer's in here Yo, my

nascent power That grows within her like some poisonous flower The blade of darkness strikes her to the hilt And so the flower inside begins to wilt But

not fade, Before the last fiery hearth that is ablaze within my nation is extinguished. For That is the star of my nation, and it will forever

Yo, so diggi-Daz step up on that ass Yeah, guess what's in here? My home girl Rage, I said my home girl Rage Yeah, the lyrical motherfuckin murderer's in here Yo, my