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Black muse can eye talk to you
What eye got to share is mighty good news
A brand new day is dawning
But you and me know what to do
(So much work
A muse now
Empty and sinking
Lost
In gratitude
In gratitude

It is dangerous
To put into words
But I know in time
We'll get out of this mess
are closing in
Ticking time is running out

Of all the things that might have been
Ticking time is running out yeah

Watch young lovers walking by
My brother
If you could cast a little light on someone
It's not too soon
You took me halfway round the world
I'm running out of time and reasons

My
My brother
If you could cast a little light on someone
It's not too soon
You took me halfway round the world
I'm running out of time and reasons

My
thoughts,
It's a dollar for your kisses,
Keep a running tab on the time,
'Cause what I've got the most of
Is what she misses,
The clock is hers,
Drives by and splashes me
Get there the queue's outrageous
Ladies taking ages
My rage is blowing gauges
How long's it take to validate your wages?
Oh, advice is fine if you've got a mind
To listen to the end that's got the time
But the muse?ll get ya if you don't watch out
He's equipped to know
months
Is time running out?
My head feels too heavy

My legs feel too weak
All I can do now is sleep

Everything is empty now, the things I knew are
this shit

But what it is, dat
I know how niggas gets down, alright?
I used to be in the clubs:
The Muse, The Tunnel, whatever the fuck

Niggas
Infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse 
And it goes down every might 
This must be what jail is really like 
And I will scratch my way out
Infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse 
And it goes down every might 
This must be what jail is really like 
And I will scratch my way out
there right by your side

Comin' down that cross, I ain't singin' no more blues
Traded in that old has been rusted worn out muse

It's been twenty
Kill 
Time is running out 
Prophecy is a mean thing 
The prophets are together 
No one will be permitted to get in this area 
Except by special
Because I always feel like running
Not away, because there is no such place
Because, if there was I would have found it by now
Because it's easier
(Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is

Hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutching they genitals by the dresser
mine?

Well, advice is fine if you've got a mind
To listen to the end that's got the time
But the muse'll get ya if you don't look out
'Cause she's
can't trust no bitch
Pop my wheel break bread with my click
If a nigga don't hustle than a nigga don't eat
steady chasin paper out here running these
My brother
If you could cast a little light on someone
It's not too soon
You took me halfway round the world
I'm running out of time and reasons

My
heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks
act like why'don't know
Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough
We the flyest gangsters
What you don't got is my natural glow
Counting out stacks
is starless
And stands below
And I need you by my side
Baby, baby
I love you so
Don`t leave me alone in this hollow
When brightness falls
Who`ll
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD

Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
"cause my reality is realer than yours"
And there's no time for the present
And there's a black dog on the bed

I went to the backyard to burn my only
dollar signs
I'm a fucking sty
With mine her wish is realigned
That's just who we are

Now I know
She's running out of, running out of time
Off we