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heaven is dead   In solitude I hesitate the dark still blue, threatening The empyrean silence speaks telling me it’s far too late  Our heaven’s dead

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Can you tell me why
Why everything gotta be about you?
Now you ain't getting love
And you see how much we do
This something we getting used to, damn

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colours anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I

for Mills
All cause they got caught by the blue
With a coloured pack of pills
Injecting false money
Tryna numb how that famine feels
We already picked

I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue
And clouds

think I'd make it this far (Ha)
I told my homies just stick by my
Side, when I get there, blow cheese
We gon' go up (Go up)
I told the opp to just pull up

I'm on an island in some way
The only way I can escape
Is through my imagination
I'm an artist, I draw, I cook
By the fact that in New York
I got

Jazz and blues and folk and reggae
They were forged in fire and flames
The shimmering strength of the human soul
Can smash the bonds of all these chains

and they
Don't send as much
Looking for a break but we
Don't really bend as much
Homes is going up and they
Don't even lend us much
It's still red and blue

tears, them OG's liein

I talked to the karma king tryin
To get the game score it ain't red or blue
The color green start the gang war
I did some things in

the Alpine play
Bumping new shit by Majik Ninja every day
Ayy johnny Blaze I got the hottest hit's
Y’all be hating like a lotta bit
Go ahead and quote me boy

is my beat
Haters clap it out I cut em’
By their hands and their feet
Cooler than Coleman Coolers getting
Higher then Luna’s
I Jiffy Lube ya… bitch up

believe it’s ‘88 and I’m crack
You can tell the shit’s mine
By the navy blue caps new York Yankee fitted
The Bronx was the beginning
Where cats got cement

In the blue light of the Belvedere Motel
Wondering as the television burns
How the heart approaches what it yearns

In a fever I distinctly hear your

there
By the perfume stand, there's
A made up girl with a
Messed-up hand thought she'd
Look distressed, she looks just
Grand kind of chic, what a cheek

a lyrical machine
Any party we mash it
And see the mic yah we smash it
Many many kees of the green cheese get consumed by we mc's
Call the ganja farmers tell

a slick left hook
When I made my way to the door
Hell, it caught me by surprise
Made my drank spill and hit the floor
Oh, Lord
And then I turned around

I was dreaming last night of molten figures waiting by my window
I was hoping you would save me from the dark
Instead you hid under your pillow
And I

blues
03 got some different views
Just purchased a condo in the South
'cause I had deja vu birdhouses, bird brain
I had a different youth
Been flew out

him fair play
I've done it in the evening
I've done it broad day
I used to do it in the Heath
Way by the Broadway if I see him then I'm
Spinning like

blue?
Yeah, I miss that shit
Ripping bongs all day in a kick-ass fit
With my dogs all blazed, taking big ass hit's
Push my soul to the edge
Like it's

church
Full of nerdy freaks
Choir girls that like to fuck in the pews
Give 'em vodka and holy water if
They stuck in the blues
I'ma heathen, I love

and came back to
The crib like ta da
Paranoid, watching every whip that
Really ride by
Catch a couple slugs reaching for
A chain, don't do that, silly
Please

Mashin in this hot Coupe De
Ville with blue twisters
I just got it waxed
Now I'm true without a doubt
Dippin down Alondra on my way to the south