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I am green today, I chirp with joy like a cricket song
I am grey today, gloomy and damp like a morning fog
I am orange today, loud and messy like

like a cricket and clicky as bat
I'm hard as a brick yeah cocky as a brat
Stubborn as a mule and dirty as a hog
Stubborn as a mule and dirty as a hog

I

involved 
Just a beat paused beat of a Badheart
When deep flaws creep, we retreat and make mad art
Using nature as a canvas
Noise of cricket, poise

don't sleep in my room
I sleep in a tent lit up by the moon
I hear the raccoons when they visit
You'd think it's scary but it isn't
And the crickets sing

where have I been

Flying fingers tremulous and free free
Tapping on the plastic menagerie
Why does it always get so clear
When the cricket song dies

lost the cell phone tower
And those East Coast crickets that made me feel at home at night
And, along this broken path
I lost your sound advice
My

an everlasting life 

But I forgot to request his eternal youth

I offered you an everlasting life   

Ah... I hear you singing, you became a bell cricket  

Her

to piss in they was dissing uh
On a mission I don't wing it I'm not Chicken Licken uh
When I spit they turn to crickets I'm just hitting wickets
Need

I got new boots, still the old me
Drink PBR, own guitar strings
Still love listenin' to them crickets sing
See I stay always stressin' shit
Bubba all

I was waiting by the willows 
Did not want to be seenu2028
Hear crickets by the windows
u2028u2028Down by the creek don't you know 
where I really

with niggas
I know niggas'll get over 'cause my uncle did it
When real niggas in the room, these niggas turn to crickets
All these bitches know I'm

from far, end ting
Dun dem, we don't care who they are
Weh dem ah run when I'm about when I'm par
When war ah get wicked
We give man six like cricket

across the heavens above.
Crickets sing their love song.
A summer serenade for the two of us
I want to hold you all night long.
Now Iu0027m hanging

what you gotta say? I love
Criticism from fuckin' critics
Once I really get to rappin'
I really hear fuckin' crickets
Ever since I started rappin' I'm

and click it I’m singing a song like cricket there is the fire but where is the coal if I’m seenin' your plastic, I won't enroll this is a beat you will fear

Honey have you ever been to Ingerland? And it’s pastures green,
History of empire, and cricket teams. Palaces (the phallic bits) Architectural creed,

To where the cricket sings
There midnight’s all a glimmer
And noon a purple glow
And evening full
Of the linnet’s wings

I will arise and go now
For always

Dragged down by the Earth 
But refusing to tire
Deafenned by crickets 
And the cries that they made
I searched for your heart 
Like I searched for shade

to the cricket orchestra 
Loves designs in the sky 

She gives me love, love, sweet love 

My baby she don't think that saying is believing 
Don't understand them

a Sweet line confession to the crickets at
midnight he didn't mean kiss me but he
realized a little too late get a little bit

Get a little higher so I can

and moving slow.
Black sky turning slowly grey.
Leftover sunshine from yesterday.
Crickets whisper, too lazy to talk.

In this heat, all I want...
I can’t

of Trisha
Why every time we talkin' money
All I hear is crickets?
Everybody say they boss 'til a
Boss come in the room
Man this rap shit fake as hell
All

Let’s go for a walk
In-the fields
Let’s see what we can find
Hear the crickets talk
Smell the fresh cut grass
And. breathe in the outside

Out in

are icicles in the air
And the boats go sailing
Right across the ceiling
And the cars go driving way up there

And the crickets are chirping
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