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Reapercussions Songtext

Go to sleep alone
Wake up alone
Yeah I′m on the phone
But all I hears a dial tone
Friends don't want to hang
Or They just never home
Always on your own
So You just smoke another cone
It helped you feel something
Now It helps you feel nothing
Now straight up they be ducking When we having a discussion
Everybody′s got your back
Til it's time to react
Left alot of bridges Burnt
Setting fire to the pact
A lot of lessons learnt
Gotta push through the crap
Haters gunna hate
Just keep pushing these raps


It's Personal space
How they fucking with that
A worthless mistake
From the judgment had
Purpose misplaced
For the love that was bad
Earnest taste
For the blade at his back

Savagly surviving
Despite what they trying
Why you lying
What the Reapers selling
Ain′t what we buying

Repercussions are the reapers customs
We pay homage while he passes Judgment

Repercussions are the reapers Customs
We pay homage while he passes Judgment

This is my life′s work
It's all that I′m worth
Mind stuck
Feels locked up
With time served
Outta luck shorta bucks
And I'm hurt
I′ve changed enough
Its a bluff
To keep the lines blurred


Blurred lines and small minds
I wasted my prime
Tryna catch your shine
Such a Poor dime
For sure lying
And had me funding both sides
Like a war crime

What you gunna do When the Reaper
Comes for your soul
Played your roll but never paid Your toll
Paved your goals like they were Made of of gold
Played those around you in effort To grow
Losing your glow along with Your growth
By Putting on a show for those That you know
Displayed your oaths just to Raise your lows
Sold your soul just to Sort what Is owed/

Repercussions are the reapers Customs
We pay homage while he passes Judgment

Repercussions are the reapers Customs
We pay homage while he passes Judgment

Repossessions
Taking the reapers possessions
The keeper of lessons
Feeling Deeper in blessings
Turn to the dark side
Soul out your soul
Evil part time and broke
Out the mould
Look in the mirror
Do you like what see
Is your effort to society
What's keeping your sleep
When your time comes as you
Wait and bleed
Will your flash backs be of hate And greed
Shit ain′t make believe
Its to blatant to see
Those defacing the speech
The way that they teach
Targeted markets targeted for Their garments
Branded for heat
Then Used for the beef
Used to increase
What's fueling the beast
He lives inside
But he came from beneath

When your time comes and the Reaper appears
Will you be proud of how you Reached your peers

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