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Sharp sticks and strong winds
The curl of his hair when his brains in the past
Small precious berries
Pulled, filled, and thrusted by machine hands

than a word
Step away from the herd
Behaviour not talk is the key
Communities coming together
Hands up whos coming with me
 
Are you coming with me
Are

Baby what do it take
Ay to be your man ay
Tell me what will it take ay
To hold your hand, lemme hold your hand
Tell me what to do
I'll do it all for

My cup is never dry
All I need is luck
And money to buy
My hands on the wheel
I’m winding it up
I couldn’t tell you
Where it’s gonna stop
Do I have

and yell from your core
Give it to me more
Crazy for the wordplay that’ll make me spit on the floor
Now put your hands up and yell from your core
Ezra here

YouTube
Tryna make money in my hands
My girl asked me to hang
I said I got other plans
That bitch tryna scrap
I said you better go and get yo' mans
Bitches

mighta let you take the lead

Will I ever see you again (Oh I wanna see you again)
Will I ever run into you at the park by the water
Can we hold hands (Oh

me most
I've tried so hard to stop my mind from racing to the waters
Every single time, I catch up, but closer to the edge they draw
I'm hoping one day

Mary, full of grace
The lord is with you

I'm surrounded by my own darkness
Like I'm already in a coffin
It feels extremely tight
Got the devil here by my

I caught him pollutin' I chopped off his hands
I caught him pollutin' I shot at his mans
Saving the planet we did what we can
Surrounded by water

to the side
Hand me the mic, antsy to sign
Man, it'd be nice. Family ties damaged by lies
Can't be denied, stand for what's right
Actions decide if I have

steal me from your hands

But we may fall sometimes
Get washed up by the tide
Like lovers on the hill
Make sense of what we feel

Well hold my hand

Yes it was all a dream, took a walk late at night and fell asleep next to the sea
And became renewed again by the ocean spirit La, he purified

You're a lot like your father
You really are and thats a good thing
But you father lived by a philosophy a principle really
He believed that, that if

left me be, why'd you settle for this half bum junkie

You are my friend and we're walking side by side, I'll hold your hand and we'll yell pride
No need

Hey ya'll, just passin' thru
On our way, to where, to who
Hey ya'll, just passin' thru
A wonderful world by every view

Mother Goose knows the score

me up my hands in the prayer

Come to me and hold my hand
Let's take this Higher 
Come to me and Feel the sigh 
And save me from this fire

Waking up

lies
Cuts out the disease, cuts out the cancer
Led to paradise with bloodstained hands
Betrayed by their teachings, betrayed to his soul
Building up

But I don't want to have to try
Make it through tonight on my own
Let's forget who we are
Just hold hands and count our words
Drive up to the overlook

looking for you but it feel like i don't stand out
Started from the bottom wit a dream
Now it feel like all these niggas, Standing with they hands out

all just hanging by a thread
They fucking fed on that thread, which led to you dead
Now my hand's stained red, but I'm not studying Med
I'm bleeding

don't know how I would feel
I don't know how I would even deal
Without you by my side

Walking up the streets hand in hand
The avenue is empty

we strangers
Living it up on the town
Breathing beats and swinging sounds
Just waiting for another round
Are we humans
Watching as time goes by

7 years have gone by
Some friends moved on to their promised land
But their hearts are still in touch
I live the life I promised you
I hope you did