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lives on grain 

And I want to see just once before I die
Us doin' more than just barely getting by 

So stand me up tall in this seat
Lord help me guide
again. 
Calling to something of ever unending, darker than infernal pitch, 
Holding us down with rusted cruel nails, 

A nail though my cock holds me.
lives
(Oh boy!)
They excreted soil
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Worms make the dirt
And the dirt makes the earth
And all of the roots have a place to sleep now
All
their lives
And if it's cruel, in love and war there are no rules

Children of the revolution coming out to play
Someone sells a gun and someone blows
Walking for you so impatiently
I know what you want
My roots are yours too
From that look in my eyes
You can really see
Men are not like us
So
We are the lucky ones, we know the truth 
Our daughters and sons just like us in our youth 
Generations before us watch over from above 
They
Radcliffe)

Billy Radcliffe owned by the state
From his first breath to the cemetery gate
He was the first boy born in space
Billy Radcliffe
(Billy Radcliffe)
tears of confusion
Crying for they don't understand
Crying because their young lives
Will be taken by their creators' hands

And the gods are
the craving lives for the embrace
Of our cruel mother, the dark queen of our short days

The heart of flame, the skin of snow,
The cloak of air to kindle
reflection (reflection)
You come to me and everything seems alright
In these days of cold affections
You sit by me and everything's fine

This could be
reflection (reflection)
You come to me and everything seems alright
In these days of cold affections
You sit by me and everything's fine

This could be
reflection (reflection)
You come to me and everything seems alright
In these days of cold affections
You sit by me and everything's fine

This could be
To acutely maneuver
A shoe
Nevermind two
In a sequence
He get down
To the root of the defect
Peep
Cruel is a pool full of deep ends
Prove an immovable
Concealed from the view
Hidden from the knowledge of Men
A little kind through trees it lives
Nymphs of dark and lust
" Fairy of bad fate!"

Somebody
All demons ride high upon the bewitching Nightsky
They are only disturbed by a new-born child's painful cry
Son of the great dragon, come forth
by their roots
All the roots live underground, water down me no salute!
They pimping the culture, the same vulture who stole ya agriculture
My vocab is
place is the world they face
Though one they never made
Held back by the cruel attack
They remain afraid
And dream to share the light again
Here we're
A black swan
Is born that night
The misty pond
(Has) got a new king
Got a new king
So what can we do
With our lives
When it all begins
It's
it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me ?
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid

[Chorus]

You're just worms
whatever I could to get by
Slang dope, jack people, hands in the sky
When you livin' on the edge, yeah holmie it's a high
You get caught up in the drama
on patrol, lotta hoes on the stroll
Give me street 411 like whoop-de-whoop
Where's the cane man? How many nights I live by this dupe?
Names change like slang,
The hurt and the betrayal, compelled by this
Tough wall to climb but Nappy Roots scaled the shit
Just don't let me rap in vain, people pray over this
savage that curse queens 
I'm something from his worst dreams 

First we handling first things, I'm subsurface unseen 
Grat'll hold planet by purse
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
can not connect that buying gem stones
does not reflect or make a good home
government judging the world by the way that we live and yet our parents