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close... so far away
The sum of all that I have not
The sweet, warm breeze of May

Forbidden fruit of preciousness
The jewel that I can't clutch
A little

ready, bet he just start to chase him
Shawty swisher sweet, Russian Creams by the cases
You read between the lines, I just get between the spaces
Haze

was left looking foolish
You played the part
Sweet melodies whispered
Angels' refrain
Saying you're the one
A love song, again and again

Mary Mary Mary

About how I feel with others
Writing has screwed my head back on
And what enables me to put all these racing thoughts together
I see you as an angel with

to the underground
Body lost and never found
Never should of fooled around
Screamed her name it was my last sound
Sweet little angel yeh she's covered in dust
She

This isn't how I used to feel
Cause ever since you left, my dear
Everything about myself
Just can't hold up with everyone else

Oh, sweet freedom
I'm

the torches of an everlasting light

Shiny dancer gliding by the sea
Smiles and little secrets shared in between
Now you're so proud of your own family
Always

faces, empty souls, and crowded spaces, finding something real is difficult 
I’m so fascinated by the girl with dark hair from Hawaii talking with opinions

inside my socks
Have em comin by the flock
Tryna be Tony have this shit on lock
Washington pack I flip that'll multiply my racks turn it into Benjamin's
I

There ain't no traffic lights in this little town,
And lots of places where there's no one around.
Out by the red water,
On the new grass,
We'll wake

lights glimmering like sunrays breaking up on a body of water. Then,

scattershot!

It's like they were fed something hot and sweet. Or maybe it's just

Grow Room

DJ Pooh

Bad Newz Travels Fast

1997

thing was to provide setting for proper cultivation 
Discrete location 
Ten by ten foot spot 
Lit up by a thousand watt lamp, plus two air-vents for

pearl is a boulder but I won’t break
Follow me, I ride with the dolce
What that mean though? Allow me to portray
Sweet sounds by the pound, home made

spiked shi*, arrived with - fresh sweet *anja and we light it
Up a little at a time, up in my bed, down on my line
Needed a friend- guess who I find? (This

water with the Bruce Lee aura
She was raised by her brothers to son many as a daughter 

[Hook: Frank Knight]

I met a bad dime who the dopest
Her whole

that music loud 
Don't care how they feel
Long as I got youuuu
Is you with the move

10' O'clock sippin on that liquor
By the water got her dripping like

I hope you had, the time of your life 
Maybe I could ask for some advice 
I saw you in the picture by the St. Croix Brooke 
Surreal were the colors

expected, rosy red cheeks
The wind worked beneath me, chilled by the creek
Pressure moves the mountain, trouble moves the ground
A little lackadaisical from

makeup, Can't conceal shit
So I cup my two hands and I splash my face, with the water, scrub away, but nothing changed
Staring back at me, the same old face

Sweet like a snicker
Smoother than ice
Lemme get witcha'
Can I suffice
Wetter than water
Wanna roll the dice
Bet I can rock ya
Don't gotta think

Shadow and shade, kids on the corner selling lemonade
Send them down a cool breeze a sweet cascade
Tailor made by this old tree

In 1600 you were just

This night, life is hanging heavily in me,
as an oppressing burden,
Repugnant by her irony of intoxicating happiness,
Irritating by her provoking

I see this
Fine little bitty
From the first second
Had a rush a dopamine with
Every move that she stepped with
I stood there patiently and
Calculated

of the highest tree
Peace is victory so i know when i draw this water
You want war, you got problems
For what i know this doesn't cease
How many lights got seized,