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away to bone

Make em all see
All the fuckin things you said were wrong of me
I never really gave a shit but shit still it hurt me
Like you ever gave

Fanfaronade: Hands Up (Featuring Mike Schank of Sector 7G)

[Mike Schank verse] 

[Kristoff Krane verse] 

You’re a clean slate
Me I’m faulty wiring

Looking to Look For

Eleni Mandell

I Can See the Future

2012

And when you came to say hello
You put your arm around me
Just the way you used to do.

Bones beneath your shirt,
Your pants an inch too short.
You

Horse
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun

Just out of sight
Beyond the next range
I'll feel the heat of a flickering flame

On an African Plain by

bas
Borderline comfortably maaru like
Tera social circle measure karun by taking girls
Bole "sir cum for us", woh bulaye
That's why tumhe karte double

Chronos
The Flowing
This flowing river of faith, unveiling at last, in wet sad eyes still blind
When the hands dance chipped, trembling to the last

And you threw everything away
There's nothing else to say
So go and stay the hell away from me
Four letters worked my hands to the bone
Yours so clean

People housing hearts like yours shouldn't throw stones
'Cause even the slightest syllable can break your bones.
You've been beat down by the cruel, cruel

(Never, never, never, never)
Played out the ARP, this a M16
Got the pint at ten, drank it all by 10:16
That's a line a minute
When cuddy step into that

high too long, shrooms wont last long, last night I got way too drunk, enjoyed your eyes for way too long have you been stringing me along
Power will not

Making a scene never flee till its clean
Pull out the body bag karate kid
Me and my boys on a killing spree
Boil your bones i don't sell they free

world champ
Name somebody greater
Jon Bones Jones
There is no debating
Name somebody greater
I'll sit and wait here
Ain't nobody better
Jonny be

they clean up after me
Mad, this nigga white, my favorite bitch, bro, give her back to me
Sad to see these niggas sippin' green, they do what happens

would cost your life, then half of you niggas already been sold
To the nearest bidder who bars is poor
You was just blinded by glitter and gold
Sheesh,

to wake up in a ditch.
And I'm stacking up dinero
Got this young man feeling like George Romero
Pick the bone clean always saw it in the tarots
Dig a little

place or mine well i'm rolling with you because i
Live with my boo
She told me well thats just fine had me mesmerized by them
Big brown thighs then she

I be that schizo motherfucker
Walking with a shovel
Keep the bodies covered
Lurking with my brothers
Killers by the hundred
Bleed out my fucking eyes

true to all greatest
I hold on to mine
And shelter my craft make sure it's wiped clean I keep it divine
Even at my current age I will never surpass

Yea just let it ride
Imma go all way through with it
Aye
I think my last shit was too sick for society I checked myself into a clinic
It's been a few

and woke up shivering in fleece pajamas
As a clean white snow turned back to a dirty rain
Spent the last of the night on the screened-in porch
And watched

pop
RHEC until my motherfuckin' heart stop
I say it 'cause I mean it
'til my motherfuckin' heart stop
Redneck bone in a '89 rag top
Ya boy gettin'

One last round of claps before we sink
I must be drunk
Or disillusioned
To think that half the men would care of the system that breed their enslaved

the acid rain fixing up the rain
I'm on shit too heavy for the brain
Technique to clean I'm master Wayne
Beats are breaking bones never leaving sprains
I

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