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hurdle

Slow motion, big shells, nigga, G-turtle
Army green, my machine, it's all I can be
Maybelline make his face up to 23
Swear to God, too many

Yeah
Welcome to the rebirth ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name
Da s-jeezy mc
One verse come first you dig
Huh we all yah ghat
Huh housegang
Yeah

Their entire lives are fleeting, 
They are all running scared,
They seek to control everything,
When they don't know a god damn thing.

They're just lost

even if you don’t
At least you have your self intact
Go ahead embellish that
But even when you hurt
It could be worse
You could be laid off and really

They say, "Don’t throw stones if you live
In a glass home"
But America is Ritten's house, time
We say, "Good riddance, house"
And rebuild from

black
But ya'll don't even listen
Judgin' by only what you
See that's artistic division
And in the end creates
An intellectual collision
But if you listen

the ones they check don't fret
Just remember god hasn't finished with me yet
Timeless rhymes baptized in holy wine it's about time i express to her how i

carved your crest and
We will praise your glorious name
  
Highest mountains 
Fields of tears of snow
The God of Thunder chose the new born King

From

Time to meet with the king, priest, and the warrior
Not nan none of you tangos better war with us
No apartheid, come to our side, it’s glorious
Don

Stripped by no typical but twisted sounds of joy
I was licked so beautiful like ten grotesques knifes flirting inside me
Digging my injuries again

don't thrill me
I can't find it in nature's majesty
It's the life in the eyes of a woman who cares for me
Beauty
Eyes
Those eyes, they say I'm really here

glorious
Can't wait to get inside
I'll feel euphoria, when I get home tonight

(When I get home tonight
Wh-wh-when I get home tonight)
I think I'm

to Gauxst's side
Red dot up on ya head
Hoe, we bout to go live
Rap God
Aka the Algorand Governor
Flow so poison
They need calamine to smother us
If they think

My life would tear you apart
The pain is so glorious, I turned it to art
The relapses heavy, I've crumbled to ashes
I've looked in the mirror

was doing a bid
See they just got some money
Been doing it big
Word to notorious
So glorious
And I forgive
Those who's trespassed against
Lord knows

house of cards
This ain't a glorious cypher singing a kumbaya
Baby I'm feeling mystic in kissing the hand of god
Maybe I'm feeling cryptic a city is what

It's The Big English here to make his debut
With a 'God save the Queen', and a 'how do you do'
The British are the fathers of pomposity
But looking

I've gotta be me
I've gotta be me
I've gotta be me
I've gotta be me
Been sitting under the Revelation of Jesus Christ
The glorious Lion of Judah

you like the motherland
I wanna see you rise, governed by better hands
And I got plans for you
Glorious visions I wanna share with you
Food for thought,

to be free
People still dying in the streets
So I, sit back and I wonder, am I just a number
Done a lot of good, but I don't believe in karma
Feeling like

pass gripping gold goose 

It ain't all what you want 
You get the cris crossed 
If a fall what you haunt 
You kissed the big butt 
I'm appalled by you

us cut a swathe
With only our blue/grey resumes
And see there, two petitions side-by-side
One full of hate
One full of lies
We sign them both like it's

hauled by horses of the sea
And yet I don't let them help me
A flavor I only found smelly
The bitter taste of flesh in my mouth
A favor I could do without

Grind

Swollen Members

Black Magic

2006

And the rainfall
But there's no rainbow
People are painful
Evil and angry, abused and afraid
We all get confused
By the moves that we made
So I mend broken