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a blunt get rolled
Wrist baptized and my neck dunked in gold
Broke all the 'bows down to zips
This an onion roll
If I don't make at least fifteen hundred
I

and my ones crispy
Just a poet under pressure
Only turned him to a diamond
Digging for gold far from a minor
Now I’m a grown up some think I’m a loner
But

človek, tak viem čo sa smie

Je úplne jedno či prídem na dom medzi kamarátov
Alebo hocikam nahodený a na krku mám gold
Versace cologne, nech neni mi cold
Aj

BRUMOUS

give me some dams
to contain this flow of creation
this flow...
a rain of gold paints a distant dawn
like white petals
shaken by the wind

fukin up my chips

My wife was so right By telling me 2 write
My thoughts down my mind's is always racing unsportsmanlike
A small town, No erasing

On rivers low and thermal high
On fields of green and gold
We share the bounty
With enemies and friends
We hold the line, soldiers till the end
For God

the drank like a plank of wood, yeah, I'ma four-by-two it
Wrestlin' wit' my sleep, "Hacksaw" Jim Duggan
Earlier than breakfast, I'll knock the jam off his

time
It's just another judgement day
It's just another judgement day

Carry down in flames
Emperors gaze in final days
Each one crown mold of gold

for this one 
Letʼs take a break and re-start soon again
Oh please come back 
Oh my shining old gold ages 
Time goes by and past will not come back
Know

The goddess is ascended
Born in a venus shell
draped with pearls and covered with gold
And she helped me out of hell

Then I saw her sitting there

fuckin' up
I'm really the one (for real)
Gold switch on my gun (for real)
Out the roof with ice and the X6 and tons (for real)
Catch a body ain't nun

to the sky, watch the eye slowly opens
To the edge of continuous silence / Rise to the tune of the Moon growing wiser

But in the cup of gold 
our lust sows

up the rotting fruit
The seeds they poorly distribute
Are harvested by the few

48 months is a long time
Punch out the squares and leave the lines

it,
If two hearts are ruled by one greater spirit If in two hearts one soul can live forever, Soaring to heaven, flying there together
If, at a stroke,

invented by Apple inc.
A blend of titanium, iron, and diamond, and topped with a layer of zinc, A wonderful thought I think,
And the back is made of gold

laughing
And puppies at their feet
While angels watched over them
And hold them when they'd sleep

I pictured in that city
Streets paved with gold
I saw

Left in the land of green and gold
Happy ever more and never more to see
The place we were bought and sold
Where we sound great in stereo
Happy where

Blessed city, heavenly Salem, 
vision dear of peace and love, 
who of living stones art builded 
in the height of heaven above, 
and by angel hands

Ain't no rain
In the middle
Of that cloudy day
Running out of gold
Sweet heartache
'cause this days
I easyly see myself
Crying by this notes

(hahaha)
With a ten foot pole, bought me a Benz to stroll (ah)
Neck full of expensive gold (ah)
Wrist got presidential Role' (ah), Bottega on my bitches'

comes on way too fast
Now I see her face, love gone to waste
I let it slip on by

I've been spinning around, in the lost not the found
Searching for that

the land of her eyes
Silhouetted in deep and gold soft light
That's what I like

She would be celerity in the sanctity of the home
Asking me if everything is

and gold, the future our leaders sold
The blood we spill on the fields and on the hills
For a land we don't own, we just call our home

Seldom smiles creep up

it, bucket by Osh Kosh Bgosh
Golly I'm gully, look at his galoshes
Gucci, gold, platinum plaque collages
From collabos, ghost writin' for assholes