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Horizon Vertical (Maidi Roth) · Together Again! [Together Again/Together Again, Again] (Willis "Gator" Jackson) · Again and Again and Again and Again (The Bird and the Bee) · From Horizon to Horizon (And Also the Trees) · Vertical XL (Kelela) · Vertical Infinity (T.M. Revolution) · Vertical Music: Open the Eyes of My Heart, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · All the Vertical Angels (Nûs) · Vertical Man (Ringo Starr) · Open the Eyes of My Heart [Vertical] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »

you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
And that
device that holds you when you've gone too far

And I don't feel myself again
I thought I'd be fixed by now
Walking through the horizon, I found myself
here comes Big Will again

Here I come ya'll, here I come ya'll
Watch yo' back ya'll, here I come ya'll
For years I been tryin to rip rhymes & get
I left them
Back and exact never wack no more jetset
Run made a return, D makin' me earn
Jay gotta play on the radio we burn
Hotter than a fire,
a monster pit

That's right
I wanna get high, I wanna get loaded
And tuck, throw up, and drink again

It's the drinkin' club, we gets to' back main
I'll look back to the past with the sweetest smile 
For now, I realize I've been given the key to life 
I've been kissed by the angel by my side 
Pin-back album and some pills
Want to watch me get high?
Want to watch me get high?

When I am done I will descend
But for now I'm spaced and back again
for the explanation
For some kind of reason, for my sorrow and pain
But in my isolation I learned to listen
To be thankful for the love that I'd been
would get along nor sing a song
Cause everyone'd be singing for the king, am I wrong?!
I say yo, what's up, it's me again
Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again
the rhyme sayer again
Put in the CD and then, you can't believe me again
Turn up the volume and then, we blowing by you again
You start to listen and then,
As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
by The Joker
Lorraine said I never can leave her
She'd sever my wiener I ever deceive her

Fuck that shit, bitch
Give up my dick for pussy, I'd be
I get swept in the pressure cooker tryin' to paddle back home
I get sprung with a vibe and alliance of clean intention
By eclipsing doom midigons
like an illuminated manuscript. You know? Made by monks. They hand do them in record form. And you’d have to have it hand-done, each time.

like an illuminated manuscript. You know? Made by monks. They hand do them in record form. And you'd have to have it hand-done, each time.

If you choose to walk away
I'll try and understand
Something's once said
Can't be undone
I wish that I'd realized that

Can tell by the look in
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all too well.

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
Hey yo D, it's your nigga D
What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You've been eatin' real good lately
Didn't get a shout out on your last
There'll be no more pay per view movies in these economy motels
No more trash in my back seat from micky d's or taco bell
No more layin' my trump card for
at the party, somebody get his mistress.

Aesop Rock

You take a pitch black lung and a purple heart, then you kick back once the inertia start. And when
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
all, all, all too well

Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt
it on.
I smack him back down, yo dope, word is bond.
I know you want a piece of the champ,
But you roll too weak, you couldn't make it in my camp.
transformers hops
Again, again, again
Uh! Uh! Uh!
Now, yo, tell yourself a song

Who is the man with the master plan?

Now, just to let you know
I go by
Versailles in a Volkswagen Beetle
That we'd hired for the day
(At the cheap rate)
The room without the shower was cold again
"Are we already middle-aged", she