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to die

I can't hold my breath
Months go by no less

'Cause it's ten to three and there's no one around (You don't need to)
Reels go by and year go
the wall I fell
Well maybe next year
I'll fall, I don't care
Cause for alarm
You know I mean it so (x3)
So
Truly (x7)
Aha..

(repeat 3 times)

truly (x7)
can't dance
I can't dance
Besides I look so awful in these braces
If that boy wants me to dance, I'll just die
I'm so tall, and he's about three feet
you again next year

And yet I can't imagine having 
Much more fun
Than we had
We three

Sitting on the beaches
Soaking sun
July, my love
What time is the next miracle, I want to be on board,
Save me a seat by the window where I can see
All those marvelous things to be seen out there.
Her first years three to six,
Playin' house and pick up sticks,
With little Jimmy todd ,the boy next door.
In the first and second grade
Her X
What time is the next miracle, I want to be on board,

Save me a seat by the window where I can see
All those marvelous things to be seen out there.
It's painted red, the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with
Thirty-three years go by
And not once do you come home
To find a man sitting in your bedroom
That is
A man you don't know
Who came a long way
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with
the mornin'
So long I don't know
We might be back next year
Maybe it just might be never
Don't you worry 'bout it
So long, good to know
Your smilin' face
(Steve: I don't know Woody.
 Are you sure you've got this think hooked up right?
Woody: Listen man, music is my life.
Steve: Alright. Two, three
hood)
(The real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is busting her ass) State my case
(Nigga I'm
the mornin'
So long I don't know
We might be back next year
Maybe it just might be never
Don't you worry 'bout it
So long, good to know
Your smilin' face
know I got next week
I'm strictly goin' from the bottom to the peak
I'm ready focused and determined to get back on my feet

[Chorus: Aesop Rock]
smaller or bigger [You're under arrest] 
When a sucka in a uniform run up on a treat nigga 
Shining that light in my face and for what? 
Maybe it's
Maybe she just got lost, so I hung my bra on the mailbox
Til the neighbors took it off
And all my friends got visits and expanded through the years
We`re gonna drink enough tonight to drown the average army 
By New Year`s Day the next door neighbour will be goin` barmy (yep, 
that`s how it`s
named my son: Knight
He was born to be one, that's how my game was won
White 740 Beamer, licked by an angel's tongue
I'm livin' dangerous son, she got
[Verse One:] 
 When I was five years old I realized there was a road 
 At the end I will win lots of pots of gold 
 Never took a break never made
go to jail
Feet don't fail me now cause I'm close to the exit Rammellzee
Come on with the next shit

[Chorus]
love.
Next thing u know im hugged up wit this bitch in tha tub.
Palm Springs, Al Capone's Suite washin her feet.
Is this love? somebody's wife fuckin
feet
I saw the blood, all over, the hot concrete
I picked him up, then I held him by his head
His eyes shut, that's when I knew he was
Aw man! How do I
the back of a van
Living hand to mouth for the next five years
Took up drinking wine, gave up drinking beer

Signed another big deal with A Devil In A Dress