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The history of touches
Every single archive
Compressed into a second
All with us here as I wake you up
The history of touches
Every single archive
Compressed into a second
All with us here as I wake you up
platoon leader  but woken by enemy heaters 

Juggernot  on the block  lash shots at armed retreaters 

Why teach it to the utmost unified? 

Fuck
day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . . 
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha [3
B-boy, where the fuck you at?
I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past.
Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper
Before I make
B-boy, where the fuck you at?
I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past.
Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper
Before I make
be	-Boy, where the fuck you at? 
I been looking for you're ass since a quarter past. 
Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper. 
Before I
day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . . 
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha [3
day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . . 
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha [3
bitches see you "go home, Roger" (Go home, Roger)
Tia and Tamara in my bed I'm a smart guy
I ain't fucking with you niggas like apartheid
Hits on my list,
[background]
Fuck you, fuck you, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccck yooooooooou  
(repeats throughout the song)

By this time I see y'all I say
You know what? the team is clever
Fuck niggas up get drunk pull out a bigger pump
Sell crack, all day rep, rock the meanest leather
Flip you all day
by the damage of the state
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
comin' closer day by day 
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . . 
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon 
Really couldn't get away too soon
zoom into that war paint sensation
Take Me to the basement
Lets dis-sable the cause rotation
Sayin, if you choose to build or you'll die by the tools you
a moan
The night is dark and feel fear
You're lost, cold and confused
But I'm in prayers
Afraid of a beast that stalked the earth
You're bringing
comin' closer day by day 
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . . 
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon 
Really couldn't get away too soon
Rockin' the latest in, every day comin' at niggaz
Rockin' the latest in Ben Stillaways
Fuck that, the next big thing, lay this as Hollywood niggaz
Now
Rockin' the latest in, every day comin' at niggas
Rockin' the latest in Ben Stillaways
Fuck that, the next big thing, lay this as Hollywood niggas
Now
facelift
By my name of hieroglyphics you could say I'm prolific
I left something for lost ones who missed the space ship
All aboard these concepts beyond
watchin' the throne, the throne be watching me

If you fuck this up
There are so many fuckin' kids right now, listenin' to this guy
Get those wings flapping
Written By: The Music

You might as well try to fuck me
You might as well try to fuck me

Let me look into your eyes
Tell me what ya see baby
As I
Starry night, an unknown creation
Written by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur
Dedicated to the memory of Vincent Van Gogh

A creative heart
This song goes out to those with coke bottle glasses 
To all you lonely kids who were the last pick in gym classes 
We got your back - detract your
just a taste from the Funky Human Being
Ain't no misbehavin', ain't no use for ravin'
Surrounded by the people who would stab me in the back
My skin