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homebound
Now laced with a warm embrace and a crown
Crowded in a tight knit town
Hounded by throat
Slits open, just hoping to float
Progress with a motion

and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They

it, sad avenue
Nothing ever works
Year to year
Week to week
We are just living by the hope
That never gets realistic
Sad Avenue
I'm from a place where

spinning round in circles like waves in a maelstrom//
I wanna hydroplane on a plane full of hydro 
Comfy in my skin, wouldn’t change with vitiligo
Cut from

The Games We Play

Pusha T

Daytona

2018

Drug dealer Benzes with gold diggers in 'em
In elevator condos, on everything I love

This ain't a wave or phase, 'cause all that shit fades
This

speak
I fly her out star spangled in Montreal
(Pierre Trudeau Speech)
I come from a city where you get merked if you wear wrong colour shoes on wrong part

the wretch was cleft in twain.

While both the shadowy smoke with a new colour veils,
And generates the excrescent pile on one,
Peeling it off from the other

colours: it's only radio waves of different lengths
There is no sound: its only vibration of the environment
No time, no feelings and no meaning

Each of us

the shore
But I keep pushing forward, 
I can't ignore these echoes 

Sammy G Verse 

Love is the key, got me feelin' so high
In this world full of hate, we

in terms of love
If your growth was colours one could only see black
And are these blinkers still part of your identity rack
Protect your neck by

and denounced by Fascists. Such chilling cruelty, such inhuman actions. These were witnessed and endured in Forlì.

Standing here, in front of the San Mercuriale

to start conversation
Before I get it in, she already told me she Blasian
Half Japanese but the homie was Haitian
Twenty-six inch of that straight full

magic snow to help her playing make her friends all snore
She shovels it inside the fridge, in the section where stuff freezes
But once it's full, she

gun grippin
Madstaxx
I'm gun grippin

Make sure they hear you
Root to my mama, I'm focused, I stay arm's length
Best place to reach it for you in

thought by the end it'd be more fun for me 

I'm looking forward to the days that are standing right in-front of me, I listen to the waves while sand blows

found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing

Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,

scarlet
Where cut by the horizon
Lay the huge hull of the sun
Red and motionless

The rocks about me were of a harsh reddish colour
And all the trace

F16's leave whole families deceased
Ten thousand children killed by Israeli Death Teams
In 100 days in front of the mainstream
Air strikes destroyed

to measure by the gram, seemingly the like-minded they tend to understand
Joseph Cambell charted the modern myths of man, video store made you pay your fees in

raised at
South Philly I plays that
Wherever I'm around
I hold it down like a wave cap
Yeah my niggas stay strapped
Blaze and I'mma blaze back
All over

ascending those stairs in the South.

One could have never forgotten the view towards the 
Other side of the city while descending in the North.

Hanging out down by the lake
I've got a pocket full of dollars but it won't buy change
Cracking a for heaven's sake
It won't send me any help 'cause

a beat in awhile, neither then a lyric
Was all about the audio, wasn't trying to hear it
Seated in the Herman Miller got to capture the mood
Turning waves

When he makes waves
Set sai,l me an Ishmael
Loves in the mall
Got their knives in my back
Got their wives in the back
Balance out the scale
Primed for