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I stood in this sun sheltered place
'Til I could see the face behind the face
All that had gone before had left no trace

Down by the railway
I stood in this sun sheltered place
'Til I could see the face behind the face
All that had gone before had left no trace

Down by the railway
we stay on point like Stacey Adams (Dogghouse!)
I'm bumpin' parliament and then Yolanda Adams
I'm just dippin' that's all, I'm just dippin'
D-A
taste 
I'll be Adam, you'll be Eve 
We'll fuck and so create 

I'm being strangled by his statue 
If only his cold eyes could weep for these things
An Archangel in bondage
Bediademed, souled
With a murder of ravens
But no less Astarte to behold

Abandoned by Heaven
To the dead, dark and past
Cast
And you could probably find me wherever the wolves parade
I was born to be a killjoy, I'm a old brat
Conceived by Adam and Eve, so who you mad at?
Not
cares, prayers, and strong wishes (How could you)
I know now ma you livin' through your kids
And if I look at my heart there you is
I can't believe that
hand
To stop em' that a man to stand up even add a camera
They won't be James Holmes, and they won't be Adam Lanza
A John Malvo, I'll flow loud for my
the sun. kinda meaty purr when the engine
Runs. hanging out by the girl school all of June, like a line of cabs
But better groomed. local parents think
rap, I recite the prayers of the inner soul
Of the slave ships' human cargo
Seemingly meaningless rappers flood the market
With shit that make me pace in
know I paid the cost for fame
To be a billionaire, the god struggled for years
Some nights I shed tears when I said my prayers
Been shot at a lot
is here, this is what I see in my prayers
This is me, though I’m facing and all of my fears
Making all my enemies look in the mirror
And see
stories of older guys
Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized
Now I’m supposed to bow my head and close my eyes
And somehow let the Holy
stories of older guys
Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized
Now I'm supposed to bow my head and close my eyes
And somehow let the Holy