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You threw your web right down on me
You suck my blood just to live
You're the black princess in the garden of grief
Eating me piece by piece
Something to anticipate, death
Cool we’ll sit and wait
Black clouds lingering singe
Skin then dissipate
Bite me on the wrist I’ll still extend a hand
Man has
the ink from the screen
You're holding on to something
but it's not in that zine
The floor is filled with resin
on the place where you're to sleep
If you
but so did you
One was black, one was blue
I was watching the days go by
Could you be seeing a silly dream
Where Billy lives on Prozac and nicotine?
I'm facing twenty years for every night
I tried to ingest the snow so lightly, huh?
You simply couldn't put down the black book
You dreamt
a boiling pot
And when he's done we'll butter him up
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Throw him in a box
Bury him for ninety years
Then see if he talks
Then Mr. Oogie
seems tired and cold
Pick up a paperback just for something to hold
But the words aren't clear, and the language unkind
cnd i'm staring at those pages
to upstage you
(By the pricking of my thumbs)
Kill me off but like ban quo I'll come back to plague you
(Something wicked this way comes)
All martyrs
(By the pricking of my thumbs)
Kill me off but like ban quo I'll come back to plague you
(Something wicked this way comes)
All martyrs seek their cross
a mantlepiece with strong beliefs."
Only her black rainbow meant something.
Don't cry for her now. Oh yeah. Don't cry for her.
I saw the sailor
the streets I'm king, no question
And I'm street for life, bitch, I'm a Texin
In the city, they say I'm a blessin
I just hopped out of something, I'm flexin
gon’ run shit
Suede suit
Waves spinning ‘cause he half black
But for now he need his
Blanky for his nap nap
Snapback, Knicks starter hat, ninety four
I want everything
I lost my everything I swear
I'm sittin' by the stairs, blank stairs
It seems my weight's scaredmaybe
A little scarce
The hunger
Give me something firm to hold on to
I will hold on
Fight off my fear with my anger
and all along the way
I'll find my redemption in you
Side by side
the Sprinter Van
Run a full court game, no one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no
thick, black darkness
Stick that far in by midnight, push the contents of that bag into a mason jar
(I caught death in a jar!)
And screwed the lid
the backs are breaking
Feel the pressure and do as you're told
Crawling out of corporate vacuums
Now they've got you by the balls
Just another black hole
with their carcass
And ain't a motherfucker alive who could
Finish off what we started
Broke hearted in bullet till I
Black hearted it fully
Ready to end
a
Nigga fresh off the couch
Then I pull up in that white thing
But I don't mean it as if
It's something to brag about
Shit, my car's just white man
Sharp
Grab a seat have something to eat
Help yourself its alright
If you want a beer they're over here
But we only have Coors light
Try a chip with my
The darkness overwhelms my eyes at first
But something bright amid the black
It saves me from my worst
I'm higher than any man could say
But lower than
broken bones,
Wounds I swore would never heal.
I always hoped for something true,
But my emotions were always conflicted, so conflicted.
Next stop,
the 70's.
Dead Celeb's the movement, your the student,
It's time to change the world kids!
Here's the blue-print.
Something smells like teen spirit,
Like
with cops
Different shots in different places
See traces of body parts
Why you wanna start, black?
Reactions are fatal
Heads rock like cradles
These
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