Flowers In The Attic

Sean Slaughter

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    Locked up in the tenement, it's a sinnin' pit00000
    Everyday another body lit, another shallow ditch
    Dug for a lost thug, never knew the lords love
    He bustin' a slug, pushin' a drug, needin' a hug

    Needing direction, but no affection,
    We increase our protection from the infection that we should be blessing
    If you preach, they will run, if you teach, they will come
    To each his own to own his each, before they lost up in the street

    Tossin' the heat, life ain't sweet without the savior,
    You sill got peaks and valleys, but its all in ya favor
    I'm on a mission, to stop these hollowed tips from whistling,
    Lips of death from kissing, empty mansions, children missing

    Cause they took the lie as the truth, never watered to root
    Now the flower turns to a weed, a next corrupted seed
    But even a weed grows, though its been refused and abused
    Ya child's a testimony dressed in your shoes

    Constant bad news, it's like a generational curse
    The first will be the last, the last will be even worse
    If there's no divine intervention, holy prevention
    Shower the flower with the lambs blood, the spirits requenching

    The love lost and the wisdom lacked, just come humble wit ya similac,
    Dumb to the world, wise to be things of god
    Not another pea in the pod, a child of abraham,
    Blessed with a convenent and today we still loving it

    The word we be glovin' it, the worlds in the flames with the oven mitts,
    Playing wit satan, but fam this ain't a game
    Call on his name and just like me he'll do you the same
    Give you the power and peace that you looking for,

    Windows of light, break down the crooked doors
    Unlimited mercy and grace, just seek his face
    And take heed to these blessed words i manifest
    Before i depart and shake off the sandal dust.

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    Can't see the light of day
    Flowers in the attic
    Need the lord to guide my way
    Flowers in the attic
    Looking for a brighter day
    Flowers in the attic
    Can't see the light of day

    These flowers locked up, little girls knocked up
    Cats in the cut with they guns cocked up, cops watch us
    We used to be shepherds and farmers now we mobsters
    Running from clockers, straight to fed lockers

    Hit skid, do a bid, got a kid
    That's the life you really wanna live, forget positive, surrounded by negative
    But fam it's all relative
    You attract what you gellin' with, what you orbiting

    The more basket you shoot, the more you gon' be scoring em
    You let off 2 shots you best believe you getting more of em'
    Dreaming about touring with ya boys in a lex truck
    But the more dirt you do, the more it got you vexed up

    Now ya mind is in a dead state, you walking hexed up
    Spiritually cursed, ya life in the back of a hearse
    Ya living in reverse mad tension, ya down shifting, hustle for ya pension
    The world stole ya gift and

    Ya lost, the word i'm loosin', the solution
    To filter the pollution, clear up all disillusion
    Soon you'll see people for what they are, and how they stand,
    Most of the time, they standing right on ya master plan

    Never want you succeed, rather watch you bleed
    You ain't got nothing in common, but a pound of weed
    And childhood, but i ain't a kid, ain't no solid link
    Just cause ya pockets is dry, you want me in the drink

    All that jewels a clothes is idols, they idle
    You wanna live large cause you wanna fit the title
    Of thug, player, hardrock, whatever
    So to play the role you let some kids pull ya lever

    Ya weak duke, you just a sheep of the demon
    Lucifer, got you in the thick of his scheme
    Of confusion,
    Christ is the truth of the matter
    Provides you with the 2 greatest things, the world be searching

    Peace and strength, if you come to him thirstin'
    For love and righteousness, he's blessing me while i'm written this
    His yoke easy, burden is light, why you wanna fight the ghost of christ in ya life
    You rather walk around tight and stressed out

    Stomping on the street wit ya chest out
    Pride is the #1 cause, of living blind instead of giving ya life to the lord
    And receive the blessing that promised, don't turn ya back
    Cause even if you lack the spirit keeps you in track

    I love the lord with everything that's in me,
    And in me is christ, with the controls, running my life,
    Helping me cope with the daily operations,
    As long as i'm focused on him and filling this nation

    With life and life is the bible, the bible is truth, the truth will set ya free,
    A true relationship with god that's how its gotta be

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