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patent for the use of a carbon filament, and in 1882, C.F. Brush developed a dynamo that could power incandescent lamps.

In conclusion, the invention

M'Lampiste

Renaud

Cante el' Nord

1993

M'lampiste
Em' tiot' lampiste
M'lamp'all'va bien mais mi j'sus triste
M'lampiste
Em'tiott lampiste
Car dins tes mains, m'lampt all'va bien

Do not hide your light
Do not hide your light
Do not hide your light
Do not hide your light
Do not hide the lamp
It's not made to be hidden
Ha ha ha

Oh Wow...Swerve

J. Cole

Revenge of the Dreamers III

lot of cash
Kablaow
I put a hole in your ass (and then)
I'm out
Like a motherfuckin' lamp

Smoke in my nappy dreads, how you scared to die, nigga?

Particle

Better Than Ezra

How Does Your Garden Grow?

1998

out car, I implore you. 
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, I implore you. 

Suck me in, I'm willing, I get off when you go on 
Let me be your fate.

too hard to find
She want me but ion know about that
Ion know about that
Light shit up like a lamp inna dark
Had to change my character for this arc
40

lamp set the mood
Dumb bitch you get crossed
Oh yeah the mood hittin
Say they gettin, get back
Tell them bitches,reggie bring it
We made, him call,

pussy a carbon
Tek a puff outta mi spliff and den me sip mi Dragon
Neva swing two side, afta me nuh Tarzan

Dweet ova and ova, call it clockwise

Money Machine

Gucci Mane

Money Machine

2016

Florescent lamps in my crib
Providing life for my seeds
I'm a get money marine
I sent coke in submarines
Irrigation machines
Hydraulic water

of a woman couched 
Beneath the horizon
Had raised a lamp and flat bars 
Of white, green, and yellow
Spread across the sky like the bladed of a fan

Then

of a woman couched 
Beneath the horizon
Had raised a lamp and flat bars 
Of white, green, and yellow
Spread across the sky like the bladed of a fan

Then

to the floor
Carbon death for the ore
Violent strikes and violence mine
I rape the earth and kill her light
When the stars go out my lamp is last
I clog the air

damn, big ass carbon kit, I'm walking
With a lamp, my stick keep poking, I said don't bother kid, my senses booted up, I
Popped this x god damn I am

5.06 AM (Every Stranger's Eyes)

Roger Waters

The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking

1984

seas
In transit camps, under arc lamps
On unloading ramps
In faces blurred by rubber stamps
I recognise...
Myself in every stranger's eyes

And now, from

forms debased by lost souls
Zone carving those hard-hearted starving ghosts
Blades of crushed carbon – diamond sharpened
Blurred arcs in your car with

Dear Imaginer, Its me
Loop that LOE i beat, put your fingerprints all up my body
Speak your truth, no cap or carbon copy
I'm make your raps strokes

expanding all the time, Now

Carbon in decline across the world, More
Power in the hands of the unserved, Than
Darkness in the lives of our disturbed, Ever

square dance on a brick you barely tip toe
Move quick we carbon fibre the bandwidth
Sold O'z to buy clothes and all that fly shit
What you know about

would soon prevail
Over the carbon copy Iron Monger
Sent him straight to hell

Next is the scientist, name is Bruce Banner
He turned into the Hulk because

Is it madness
This burning desire inside
A fault in the wires
An arc that ignites
Through the static
The embers of hunger within
Begging an answer

They couldn't even catch up in my dreams
Lessen the odds, balance the lows, carbon to gold 
Diamond to bold, living living living testament old 
New

we on
Lamp with no shade, no shade i'm a god
Got a car but the car can't match what i'm on
Vibin', lightning
Life is so live when you live it, love it

A fractured arc of lamp glow
And no movement in the ghosting nightscape of glass

The only sound
The rising
Irritation
Of an unseen fly

hate me for loving you, bring light to the Dark!
Lamp where I walk, got em on lock
Pray(prey) on all men like a ravenous hawk
Be a herald of the truth,