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across town, just a drive across town)
Ya know, there ain't no turnin' back after we hit the ground
Hit the ground runnin', ooo yeah!
(We're just a drive

I kiss the ground
A holy home
We played with kinetic sand
As we were hiding from the snow
You stayed right by my side
'Til my mom drove me home
It

She took her son to the hospital for a flu
After two hours in the waiting room the nurse came out
She told her coldly that her son had died
She was

Great black crows screeching

Mr. Todd?

No one here. Where is this Mr. Todd?

No matter
He'll be back in a moment, for I trust him as I trust my

are weary and full with supper  
Jesus walks off a way by himself
Finally he leans back on a tree, sinks to the ground
And prays

Abba
My soul is deeply

Let the Rhythm Hit Em

Eric B.

Blackbeat Party, Vol. 1

like a lumberjack and me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that, I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D, when I let the rhythm hit another M.C.
Lyrics made

taking my time

Running its course, this ice in my veins, equaled in force by the fire in my brain
Starts like a match, hot white and wild, moves like

keep
But tonight's the night that you're forever going to sleep
I cut the power about an hour after you left
In the bathroom I hid the tools to help me

screamin' long after my body rots
I'm surrounded by copies of a copy of a copy of a copy of a zero
The echo won't stop, STOP
I'm battlin' with time, my

they're dead
And after their consumed they got my life

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
See I got me a job diggin as a grave digger
Who woulda figured my plans was much

of 12ft walls, ground's level cold

I'd try to spread love but your fixation on loving hate
Means but all my breathes would just fall to a silent fate
Don't

One breath from home
Lying awake in bed
Three hours after midnight
Five more 'til the daylight
Wishing I was dead
Weighed down by my shroud
Dream

poison from the cup
Got me bound the ground, no sights and no sounds
Comin' after my mind so I'll drown and never find
A better life for my soul, a better

they just don’t see how they see color, shit
Sometimes I can’t think the same
Like my mind wrapped in chains
Supplied by all these brand names
Tellin' me

hurt
Looking for the exit, guess I gotta search
For the door that'll take me right back to my earth
For what it's worth
I feel I might fail
Good green in

image with the same old story
It was cool at first but now it bores me
I made my money back twelve times
So fuck everyone who says that I have mal-finds

And when I'm caught in the rain
You've always parted the clouds
And pardoned me from the doubt
That's kept me under the ground
Pound, Pound, that's my head

away

I turned my back on my father in his final days, his last few hours
He died in plain view of everyone, and when my mother wept, 
begging for his

before the sword, that’s the tug of war
I push forward with my best foot
Them ten thousand hours been devoured, got the west hooked
The power to make

the ground and I'm passing out damage
Fuck it
I am not reluctant
I grab this world in my palm and I crush it
Tip my head back cause I'm smoking on luscious

This is the tales of a teenage serial killer
Heheheheh
Crack crack crack go the bones in his back
As my ax makes tracks down his spine like Amtrak

Should make my own school
Called Not Giving a Fuck
To teach my haters a lesson
Listen close class is in session
I dont rap for ya discretion
I Ain't after

Early

Freeway

Diamond in the Ruff

should do this for a dollar
Could you do this for a hour, if you good you make me holler
She said my anaconda is to much for her swallow
Big thing

after, making balling a factor
So I told her I would then go hard
Got back; right off the bat, I wood then go hard
Can't live without you, when I'm all