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Me plus you means love, love, love
Clouded heart shapes in my mind
Girl you get me so dam high
Just by your own dam supply

Me and u for eternity
Me

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

What did you care?
etc. etc.


*
Anything and everything can be so easily institutionalised,
A poor parody of itself. Itself contained by itself.

will be consumed by this darkness
You are sick indeed
But you're still what I need
Your aesthetic is pathetic
You're still all I see

Take my hand

like brothers was raised up by a single mother
And now I'm tryna find a wifey who completely love her
Vanny know all of my secrets guess she saw me

Twenty-four seven
I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
Twenty-four seven

of but it's my family now
We can be cool and we can be friendly and we can have our own unconventional family
The only thing that matters is Caleb himself

you don't know
'Fore it can be looking different
Gotta crash at seven, you gotta trust me
I'm the nigga when I said it
So every time a nigga try to get

Banksta'z

RZA

Saviorz Day

2002

Razah]
Banksta, polish my shoes, tiltin' my hat
Rockin' my jewels, knowledge my booze, kissin' my gat
Aiyo, P, we need that walk child money
We be

the alphabet, the alpha-male in my era
I'm here to baffle them like the Baphomet
They ain't know what the cover of my second album meant
I mean the booth if

ole pad
Cuz we crashing with my sister and its getting too cramped
It’s like 7 of us banging on the door to take baths

And I hate that shit to be frank

never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen

Every second relevant 
Everything I was meant to be
Hours get devoured
We caught up inside the mystery of 
Another silent night
Another silent fight

When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

Look up a cotton tree out by Ferry police station
How beautiful it used to be

Chapter 13 (Rich Man Vs. Poor Man)

Common

Resurrection

1994

a reflection of my section and my section eight

Enough, I own eight sections of the world, where I'm sexin' eight girls 
Where I have them comin' in (uh)

space continuity 
I can't be on my own
I just can't help but to see
How better off I could be
If you'd be here with me


I'm out of my head yeah
I'm out

Judgement Day

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum prum prum on my

the same
Showin' no empathy whatever fuck it
I guess it wasn't meant to be
Aha ha, it is what it is
Take it how you want it"

Til' now I always got by on my

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

women scare me
Cis men want a pet or trick
Bitch you better put me down
I got to get all my own shit
I cannot be handing out
Yes we lost a fortune wow
I

Own a closet full of fresh white shoes
Go straight to the papers middle finger in the air
Aim for the stars I wanna be a millionaire
Once I'm there try

Shape

Sting

Angels with Dirty Faces [Bonus Tracks]

2002

to do
Then be the way you think a woman should
I'm taking it into my hands 
In this mans land I can
Understand why I'm taking command
I've had enough

the answer after all
Or maybe we ain't meant to "learn" a single thing…
Yeah, I know my work is done when…
I look at my only son and…
I see their own person…

D-D-Damn L-Less D-Damn
L-L-Less than what I'm meant to be like

Damn, did this all on my own,  it's
All from my dome put my thoughts in a poem, said it's
All

meant to be

Always meant to be always has been our dream
And now we can finally go and start to see
I can guarantee, we will be happy
Went and did my own