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by a kid named Sean
With a lawn and nice home no plans for the future
But was drawn to write code and liked to program computers
Sean was fond of music

Trembling of the Rose

Two Gallants

Two Gallants

2007

knock on the door
No shelter from the world
Against me

But if you comfort me 'til dawn
I'd sing your lonesome song
Pack my things
I'll be gone vaguely

the field don't hear his songs
Being in jail you gone find god, but the devil coming home wit you
Clutch my blick, if I feel a fan taking a long picture
I

Getting to it each day, collect calls we on three way
Talking to my mother she'd say son you still gone be great
You hopeless I can't relate
You know this

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

against your ego
Depends on where and when you drop the straw
Ahh, breakfast anytime by the poolside cafe!
Exalted soufflés!
While ya buster it about with

a minute that's a nice offer
Then its gone, I guess I could regret acceptance
Man they throw you in the fight till you left defenseless
I'ma tear up on this

arms for a last time
before I die!

And he dreams of days gone by
floating down to the other side
A thousand Angels cry
firing squad against the walls

I woke up on a Sunday morning
Another night gone by
I had too much - yeah I burned it up
But I still woke with the light

Arms over arms
Legs over

Listen, Wiley
I told them youts I'm gone again
See the Devil ain't working
No more no more "vroom my long again"
And if I smell any fire in

Always tryna get me canceled and carried out by the cops
But I'm still here, pack another beer from the twelve-pack
Give a cheers to the years

bliss but
There are no true men
Only demons exist as
The deaths keep resuming
Funded by politics as
Politicians spew out pollution
Just so they can be

know what I mean
Pig bitches steadily gun us down
I refer to them as Jimmy Dean
Every day I wake, odds stacked against me
This just another day
Bloodshed

I'm back, a real young girl
Spendin' now my life
Dancin' over spires
Feelin' shaken

Here's how I've gone by
I'm not quite the kind you are
My hands

with another guy why don't you want me instead
Now I'm dead needing a doctor are you going to be my med
Just know I had to play along
You made me feel I

I know you want something I'm not
And that's fine
But how I'm I supposed to be
Another one of your memories
When you're all I have
The nights get

Did you see some cops , surrounding me cause I’m dead
Or did you just see another POC deserving what I fed
Example for you
Boy last name Martin
Y’all

that is long gone
Still holding on to the values that they once sworn
To uphold, nothing's more honourable than a knight's oath
Meanwhile the Conquerors

what you need, Is to plead guilty
you have sinned with your speech
how to dare you talk against me


Wasted promises and ill thought lies
You've gone

I am no longer here
This track is to learn to use hope against fear
This track will be heard by a few hundred at best
So to you few I say share your

gone
Who am I, I ask myself I don’t know
I’m just a boy who make music to relax my soul
Young Kristopher Keshard last name White
Spent my whole life

I was gone
Bubblegum smiles
Waterfall while
Cd's and records piled
The wrong number dialled
Penultimate blister the soft touch of our eyes
Morning

HEART OF MEN
Words by Roshaun Clarke
Music by Javier Cierra, Adolfo Comunale

Intro
We know not the thoughts of them
Yea you know, beware of those

Always chasing after shit that'll get me no more
Senses blur as I hear the overture
Just another grotesque looking motherfucker tryna get a nut