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"YL" is not your savior

YoungLotus818
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Took me a minute to finalize the absence of love Due to the wicked who leading us closer to suicide But no I don't give a fuck of what you envision to place on my plate Although it better be steak, From the cradle we laugh, we hope We happen to know the value that life will one day reclaim Embracing the soul that keeps me afloat, Above in my haven To avoid all the venomous snakes trying to bite off the style that I learned To adapt, them faggots becoming invasive Needing the space for better creation, Cause the piece continues to whisper some Words of temptation, This Nina persuasive She tells me to silence the foes with bullets who fold The body as soon as it clashes with soul But think I'm just going insane, So pass me the Jane and establish a place far away from this base Look, I have given you the authority to trample on snakes and scorpions And to overcome all the power of the enemy, Nothing will harm you I'm fully equipped Loading the clip I carry that Smith & Wesson, sixteen that's carried inside of the mag Aiming at heads to practice an accurate shot, Even though I pray that I'm never put into That spot Young Lotus could never find peace inside Of a cubicle box, Decisions will always be placed in our presence Mysterious presents, So what will you choose The left or the right, The right or the left Whichever you think is the best Hesitance will leave everybody impressed Take a few steps to analyze, The physical mess that's clouding the mind You have all the time in the world to decide, The best of advice I'd offer your spirit Pray to the Lord and ask for forgiveness, This prominent sword is more than a physical Tool to smite down our foes It's also a beautiful promise Placed in the hearts of our beautiful mamas, For raising up warrior seeds Not knowing their blessings will help us fight off, whatever disease And never obtain the stains of defeat Remain on my feet Carry the T' on the chest, The battle becomes a thousand to one To battle the ones who turn from their ways, Placing their faith to the side Clouding the times to blind up the minds who crawled out the Gyne,