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Oiling up her big beautiful breasts
Nipples erect
Swallows my member deep into her hills
Out a bit, then back in the abyss
Rinse and then repeat this
Pulls

of these last hills
is where I'm bound to lie

wind my blanket earth my bed
my canopy a tree '
willows by the riverside
will whisper me to sleep

I am going

enemies want you dead
In the night I be getting lost in my head
Tears I ain't never shed
Stories I ain't never read
Toss and turn inside the bed
Remember

focus, notice
What I told you baby
Laying on top of my bed, okay
Why you always in my head, all day
I don't really give one, about what they say
As long

jail
Controlling my thoughts and feelings like they in the king of the hill
Emotional rollercoaster find a good one like a pin in a bail
You want us all

Funny Guy

Silkk the Shocker

My World, My Way [Clean]

2001

some bad chick in front of the bed
You can have her dog I gotta get my money instead
You know I'm the type of nigga
Look ball till I fall
Ain't satisfied

a red water bed
It puts Hugh Heffnor's mansion to shame
With girls by the pool and italian sports cars
I'm just here in this dump for the game

[Chorus

I think I should flip my mattress upside down
'Cause I only sleep on one side of the bed
You left in November, we're not speaking now
But my mind

the morning serving the hypes
House in the hills but you scared of height
You not on my level u need some more ice
Come where im from its go be nother heist
No

in the kitchen
Remember when you didn't hate me, damn it's been a minute
Stop taking my pills, that ain't fair to you
My mood swings harder than Iron

piece
Well she too fine see
House up in the hills
Yeah, kick back yeah
That's just where we chill
Stretched out limousine
Girl of my dreams, well
We just

espresso
Confident, I say shit with my chest full-
lly out
We doubt
The outcome
Force fed, "given"
Corse, dead, give-in
Run, witness the winding hills
Rum,

The Blue Lotus

My Dying Bride

Anti-Diluvian Chronicles

2005

my death is found
By locals who tens this land
Who lay me down in shallow earth
A single Lotus placed in my hand

going to be around in ten?
Most people fall off in two and never get touched by the sun
One day these rappers gon be like my goated young grandsons
Plus

The therapists and other students who were struck by the malaise
My first work was "oxygen" lost in a journal
My opinion of that piece is akin to a turncoat

the case
My fingers saw the case, aye, Huh
This shit get serious in that field
I'm used to chasing niggas, my opps run like Tyreek Hill
I been gone for

bled, hungry head, all the frames are in my legs
All the frames are in my bed
Take that picture put it on my shelf
Porous leaps of faith my mind
I don't

Ain't no cappin', my nigga, 'cause I don't take shit
And I'm fuckin' yo' movie up, it's in the script
Keepin' y'all heat out the window, I'm tinted
I'm

Just got back from Reno I was trailed by 20 hounds
Didn’t get to bed last night till morning came around


Set out running but I take my time
Friend

found 
In my bed sheets now 
And I know that this is make or break it 
And I see something that's mine for taking 
Used to wonder why my world was quaking

Sitting on this queen-sized bed 
Pile of clothes at the foot of the end 
Poland by the spliff I ain't fin 
Gilled to ash 
Guts across the Raw tin 
Gory

the corner while I'm bragging 'bout my wheels
In an overpriced studio recording in the hills 
Yea, or nah, 'cuz that ain't me though
'Cuz if it was i'll cover

The Joy of Your World

MC Paul Barman

It's Very Stimulating

to my chosen under an apple tree
"Let's get married," I don't walk, I get carried
By a motorcade of voter-age women on rollerblades
In cute sleeveless

on a grey day, as the city chills
cool wind blows in from patch work hills
my stomach stretched and milky white
upon my single bed i write,