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Borderline top-tier
Shawty fine on the shoreline
But my mind far, far, way from here
Far out, reel 'em in
Space shot in the ocean
And my vessels just floating

life
Gotta cut the cameras, take a picture from your better side
So many stories that I heard before
But if you here to tell em, I'd be on the floor
I

a big fat letter
To let them know that this fucker is gonna do better
So then I had the time to wait for November
To recall everything on a laptop from

I cross the sea
In a ship made of driftwood
A secret journey has begun
By the rising of the moon,
The sails catch the north wind
No compass guides me

Kurt Kobain

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia [Bonus DVD]

2005

This my last letter right here
Fuck this world, lets get the fuck outta here

I put my soul through the ink
Bless a path with thoughts at my

hustlin' runnin' from cops.
Broke as a joke, no wins at all
Can't play ball and my Timb's are small.
Can't buy trees wit' government cheese
I rather be where

BOY SENT TO WAR
HOLY AND SURE
LIVE BY THE LORD
AND DIE BY THE SHORD
INDIAN BRAVES 
LAYED IN THERE GRAVES
FLOWER ARE PLACED 
AND QUESTIONS ARE RAISED

Cause the feet of people are glowing
And people are going to hell 
They fall without warning 
Cause Sodom is calling ...
With Gomorrah from the grave

or die
Fuck titles and all of that, cause I know I'm your's and you're mine
Ever since I met you girl, you always been by my side
You always there when I

From the stage to the  morgue to a shallow grave 
Time becomes lost in mistakes I've made
I can see my phantom in the cards I play
One day I'll lose

keeps me getting by
Threw out the letters that you wrote me cos those days are over
 
Say you hate me then why the fuck you keep coming over
No way this

on my shoulders
He really took my sin to the grave and He resurrected on us
I
Wonder why You choose to stay here by my side
Don't deserve that
Gave You

don't know, 
they gave you a cross anyway, 
for you to carry to your grave. 
now what can be learnt from the life of st john? 
that success changes over

We were fire and gasoline
The dark side of a tragic scene
Shot down what an easy target
Found out what a bleeding heart is
Ran away from all

life away until my soul disappears i’ll be by myself
I’m running close to the edge i sleep inside of my grave
Leave me alone in this pain and i’ll be

Columbine wasn't chance
It was that behavior of some kids who were fueled by rage and a 12 gauge
Angst that annihilated and hurt the innocent
Sought their

your cover in a swish sweet
Wrote cover letters in a crisp leaf
Loose lip like ya got the pull
Pull back when it gets deep
Turn your grave to an abyss

I pen this letter to a friendship severed
I saw you change went your own way
Consumed by the pain broken your faith
You walked away
Is there anything

Won't Stop

Copywrite

Eastern Conference All-Stars, Vol. 3

2002

nonstop, it's the first two letters of my name
Competitors are slain by this intelligent gunner
Quick to pop the trunk like an elephant hunter

And you

letters from a ho that you don't even know?
Tellin' her to spray a little perfume on the envelope so you can get a smell of rose
The little bros love

one can free you
From the nightmares you have
No one could feel you
The way I've ever felt
I’ll burst your eyes into flames
So I can give you new ones

different brokenfree from the system
Humbled by the life been given

Now I'm making music performing on stages it's crazy not lazy with the passion I feel

We taught that there’s a god
Sitting atop of the rock that we’re raised
And he got to be praised
Before the bodies rot in their graves
In innocuous

My name James but you can call me Jim
Or if it suit me why not call me friend
Because I can tell y'all are honest folk
Being that I come from a long