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cave
Tryna make it out
Now I ain't the same
Poor dude, never loved
Don't cry over spilt milk
I'm angelic like a gold dove
By the skin of my teeth
I

compose this rhyme, neglected
For all that I do
What can I do?
If I have the time
Better make that connection

It's easy to give up
And it's easy to cave in

what i fear
So everyday i’m fucking keeping pace
Before my memory is vanished and erased
I been in this cave for too long
The allegory is personified in

at dawn,
to dig up the earth for precious metals.
There’s money to be made.
Our children can’t support themselves,
so we pick away by lantern light.
It’s

Watch what you say Gonna dig ya grave
Them boys can't save you stay in ya place
If my squad ain't around Ima one man team
Do my dirt all by my lonely But

own cave
Might as will dig my own grave
Telling me, oh behave
Try to envision a new day
Come Monday
I might be okay
If I can just survive
Sunday
Oh let

The sea grinds up the coastline
Uncovering a cave
That's where I want to stay
Where I feel safe

I would dig
A big hole
In the warm sand
And sing into it

in my cave 
Dig up the bones 
I used to carry 
Survival instincts for me and my sons 
Born on this mud 
Crawling our way 
In a race to last and obey

Kid, we'll track him down, there's no place he can hide
Through spirit caves and shallow graves with vengeance by our side

The scent grows strong, death

every contact Thats in my Phone
I'm by myself im anxious
Hi anxious its time to go
I Packed your luggage bought You a Ticket for greyhound hit The road

smoke you can have some
Aint got no money, I can't fathom
Stop by yo place like a fuckin inn
LAYDN, Lil Rift, Purple Skulls
We gon' grave dig
Talkin

would, watch me 2 step on that trick's face
Livin' like you could, I been coolin' in my bat cave
We got a problem, I know niggas who dig good graves
I

have seen slaves
you are a peasant, dig a field and a grave
work your fingers to the blood in the caves
count the days gone by, don't need wings if I

The freezing temperatures hit me from out of nowhere, nearly knocking me off my feet
My teeth start to chatter on their own, so I dig them into my

In a pixelated world where everything's a square
I dig down deep and I breathe in the pixel air
With a pickaxe in my hand I'm ready for the fight

We found ourselves by the Salsa Sea
Watching fireworks light up caves
Looking around thinking finally
We found a solid ground to dig our graves

State to State

Outsidaz

The Bricks

2001

pushin' up lookin' rough
Next thing you know D.U. is squishin' guts
Then by next Friday, I'll have you on the runway
Still eat the crumb cake on any

cTOM BOMB BcBY by c. Ronee Blakley, Sawtooth Music, cSCcP
Ronee Blakley Productions Inc, Blakley Records. Distributed by Symphonic

 In every world

You gotta dig it (Nick on the track)

C4, pass me the C4, finna blow a nigga up
Nigga ain't got no money, talkin' 'bout
"Pour a nigga up" he a window

Mayday!!!

Flobots

Fight with Tools

2008

Button up
Reattach flesh

In between the lines
Outside of the law
Underneath the veil
We dig our foundations
We navigate the globe
Trying to find a pattern

On this beat gotta start by
Getting this off my mind put this out in
The open nothing to hide behind
People ask me, "Quick Mick where'd you get
Your

somebody just flick a fucking switch
On and on and on like being stalked by a witch
No tears for our mother nature 'cause she's nothing but a bitch
I can no

and my trusty sword 
And venture out to find out how far down that these caves go
Risky job that I wouldn't drop for all the gold
Cause the privilege

by his presence
Some tell me that my music is depressing, but
The best rapper in the world, I was destined
Jumpoff! Must be the exception
Am I the only