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Yah Beautiful Dangerous season the fall of youth Souls wither like gold diggers, we follow suit The booth is starting to feel small I should feel appalled, Instead i feel it all and can't call it My heroes have the heart to lose the life I wanna live, In the end I'm hoping that i take less than I give, We go through stages, I ain't talkin' bout gigs, And I ain't talkin bout famous when I talk about big. Pathetic poetics, connect my life to my words Some cause play-back pain right to the nerves For me it's hard to hear, that youre hard to hear Didn't believe I was deaf till some check started clearin Now thats a different kind of clarity, And love for your brother, That's a different kind of charity Ya I rap fearlessly But i act carelessly When i'm busy on my grizzly I'm a quarter bi-polar bear With me, the rarest breed Naw I'm just a parakeet I talk what I hear I do as they do And I hate what I fear you see A simple animal, sin is sincerity But when I get carried away You carry me TSOL