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Waves

Joey Bada$$

Waves

2012

some form of divorce, or a corpse
Born boss no days off, child labor
Let me see those in favor to spin that back like tornadoes

Yeah, but it's far

These dreams in my heart imma give em life
All my people feeling lost imma give you light
All my brothers that done passed imma give you life 
My

life and death in an art form
It's easy to be consumed in this
There's, ways I can handle pain and I'm choosing this
Set walls in my path and I'm moving

a day goes by that I
Can't get you out of my mind
You don't realize how your
Looks can paralyze me and
All this time I've tried but I
Don't know how I'm

The paradox of life
The paradigm of space and time
Unique form and being

Stripped limb by limb
And the breath inside your lungs
Are you still proof
Of thought

still my future was the brightest 
Put my life in that viewfinder changed what I ain't like about me
I ran low on clovers outta luck 
Chicks thought I was

to the rise and the fall

Ancient dreams in a modern land
I'm tryna get back as fast I can
Back to a time before I had form
Back to a time before I was

Night falls
And the stars revolve around me
Clouds form
And extend as far as the eye can see
And then suddenly
I'm delighted by the chords

another day
The storm rages on from all I carry
Memories of ages long and merry
Twisted by stages, strong and scary
Pages now gone from my sanctuary
Melted

mountains, and one day it's grey, green and black
Something majestic and magical about them

I can see why people thought, you know, maybe gods lived up by

My Dream

Chuck Berry

All American Boy

When I build my home,
That I shall have some day;
It'll be like I want it
Oh - and I mean that in every way.

I have yet to see any
That would cope

The memories will follow me the crying will not end
In an endless cycle
Uncontrolled dreams
I just want to turn the other side of the coin

songs in this shit
Stayed too long in this shit
But by the month, man
I was there so much niggas had
To lay futons in this shit
Owe it to my aunt Suzanne

is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum

is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

The Best of Sugar Hill

1995

hands 
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up 
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams 
And everything in New York

these doors for commitment
Service provided to you by the gifted
Pushing the limits, the issues, the critics
Gimmicks come in huge digits and I'm taking

fade like a sick dream 
All is gone 
The power escapes my mind

Their taunting scorches my shattered pride 
As a near by town mocks my failure

And all the calls I've denied
Because I'm worried you'll see that
I'm not the man you thought you had by your side
No no no no
One day you'll wake up and I

What's your dream day like
Have you ever thought about that
Then planned it out then
Received that
Manifesto alakazam
What's your dream day like

there's West cngeles looking in the water 
harder than the sheep keeping lost soul slaughter 
God came to me in the form of a daughter 
So I gave that shit

there's West cngeles looking in the water 
harder than the sheep keeping lost soul slaughter 
God came to me in the form of a daughter 
So I gave that shit

I know you're the one for me
I hope we could some day be
Living forever happily
Lucky that you captured me
I was ready to give up on love
You came

and find love in the memories
Somehow I hurt in every single way
Somehow I lived to fight another day
Somehow I, if you only knew
Somehow I learned