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For the bones that tear
At her flesh inside

Weep for Jamie
She lives in the land
Where her father died

I'll sing you one
Of a song without an end
I
Counting the headlights passing two by two
Searching the stream of steel and chrome
I'm looking for love, I know you're looking too
So rev up your
a baby and the next
Your sexin without protection
And now your holdin' a baby like
Damn I was just in your shoes
Now your the papa that's adjustin'
With blood these lyrics came
Your words, they eat right through me
Dead could hear my shame

The tears we've cried, this love has died
You're by
the river's edge
You fished and traveled hungrily
Your light burned in that sunny sky
Your voice above the water rang
I'd give it up give all I have
For
shame

The thing that took His place already died
Send black Angels for you
It will send Angels
I am just a voice

Only you are pure enough for truth
That
(Burden/Oakey)
It's hard I know to understand
Nothing lasts for ever
The things you used to say and do
The places you would go to meet
When you were
heart of mine
I'll be so well supplied with dreams I know have died
My penny's worth should last a long long time
A penny for your thoughts...
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
But your albums trash from the skit to the covers
I tear the plastic off and use it for a rubber (I'm)

(L) I'm the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)
the tears that I cried

Too much reminiscing is bad for the soul
It screws up your life and it makes you feel old
Don't want to remember what I can't abide
In the cradle of creation between the hand of love I died and there you were
I was warmed amidst the gaze of your eyes, our minds wounded
by The need
America to me

The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died

The howdy and the handshake
to blame
But even though you died today
Nothing is erased, no nothing

And when I'm reaching you're just turning
Your hands are gone when I try to reach for
Down by the river
That's where I broke down and cried
Down by the river
That's where I lay down and died

Going down to the river
For as long
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake 
The air
is in her coffin 
And a-lying by the wall" 

"Tear down, tear down, those milk white sheets 
They are made of silk so fine 
That I may kiss Lady
the sticking

[Black Thought:]
I got this Ital mad up close and personal
The first I find to violate, 
I shall retaliate with realisms for their whole local
which are a nuisance I know just what to do since I'm on another lev
Brothers is fakin' jacks and think they ready for the rev
But they got a lot
to God, you'll come back home

[Chorus:]
I will fight by your side
For peace that lasts forever
And I will scream to all mankind
We're all in this
the tears that I cried

Too much reminiscing is bad for the soul
It screws up your life and it makes you feel old
Don't want to remember what I can't abide
America to me

The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died

The howdy and the handshake
America to me

The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died

The howdy and the handshake
suffering

I’m alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I’ll fall into Your arms open wide
When the hurt
of a rope
I will die as a sinner I'm going
Down to the gallows where so many have died
By the hands of the hangman

The pilgrims riddle is so hard