Been here since day 1. We're gonna see this through.

Blessings to All Anon.

Godspeed Q/Q+

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It's frustratin' when you just can't express yourself

And it's hard to trust enough to undress yourself

To stand exposed and naked, in a world full of hatred

Where the sick thoughts of mankind control all the sacred

I pause, take a step back, record all the setbacks

Fast forward towards the stars and the jetpack

My feet might fail me, my heart might ail me

The synagogues of Satan might accuse or jail me

Strip, crown, nail me, brimstone hail me

They might defeat the flesh but they could never ever kill me

They might can feel the music but could never ever feel me

To the lawyers, to the sheriffs, to the judges

To the debt holders and the law makers

Fuck you, sue me, bill me

That name on that birth certificate, that ain't the real me

The lies can't conceal me

The sun rise and the moon tides and the sky's gon' reveal me

My brain pours water out my tear ducts to heal me

My Lord's too beneficent

The message grab a hold to every ear it get whispered in

The waters in the bayous of New Orleans still glistenin'

The universe is listenin', be careful what you say in it

My grandma told me every bed a nigga make, he lay in it

The church you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside

Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies.