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on crystal lake
Hey
Yeah
Dead skulls on the back of this Cadillac
Instead of taking time, I take your life (ah)
Blood on my weapon, that's true sacrifice
I

There's a fire burning in their eyes
They won't be tricked by your disguise
There's a fire burning in their souls
Just on the verge of losing all

Always a goal to aim
Depending on your conscience
Don't live up by the rules
I created my own rules
Don't force life, take it slow
Last debt, you have

I got niggas that'll run inside your house and take ya shit
Run em down with the drake and let a fucking bullet spit
Nigga talk crazy but he never

recall
Left you poems
But you never read the writing on the
cin't no problem at all 
I'll be out in the hall 
cin't trippin' by the phone waitin' for

On a roll and on a high
See that bright blue open sky
What a time to open up a wheel
I'm no boffin engineer
But this should only take a year
Six

a plan into action, time set tickein, what it take to make a living
with the wheel well driven, nibble at the gems, hanging by the limbs, you done run up

& Katie's & Kraig's
Now you call 'em Boomers
I get it they screwing us Zoomers
But we gotta vote or else we'll be the losers
The Houses are owned by the 50s

Afraid
Of the Dark
Are you afraid
Of who you've become
The pain that you feel
You're not alone
Hanging on by a thread
Just take me home
You live your life

gbese
Omoge WA jo fun MI
WA jo fun MI bi talani ah ha
One time it only takes
For me one rhyme
To get u lyrically inclined
Physically girl u can't deny

Six Page Letter

Jackopierce

Finest Hour

1996

this weight down off her shoulder

These years later
Faithfully agree
It looks inside the house
God, how I lost from the street

And they look and they

mindsets not by choice cant escape these thoughts
No matter the path I take I lapse seems somehow I get caught
Man Ive been so reckless Its ok you've been

same
Momma left us to the system
And we all to fucking blame
I been in and out of juvie man they know me by my name
Yeah we from the same place
But we

Oh, hi SuperStone
Gee you really packed the house today
The cash box is just crammed, jammed with money
Yea, yea, I'm hip, I'm hip
Can I see

Made by pain they cant escape
Stress in the brain cocked back and aimed your way

I'm sensitive I know they saw an in getting under my skin
Not assertive

and put da hook in Her
I get da grooving in her birth Canal
Now its something moving at The
Ultra sound whoa ooh
Girl let me take you to pound Town
You

brightly
Take a likin’ and hey say
They fel is getting pricey
Rocking headbands running with the bison
Y’all ain’t gotta like me
Lets see i’m birthed out

thought's to take charge
I still parr but my mind surveys the great war
c changed heart from my God alone could break bars
His grace calls are we ready

Man that shit off the dribble we catch him and finish'em
Im clipping my vic I ain't hitting no innocent
We down on the score board we tryna get up

mirrors that take the stress away 
by not looking into them but wading into them 
we feel the bodies impulse
to get away from the crowd of activated zombie

N-niggas like to talk but don't be boss shit
Baguettes in the Dweller, my jeweler drown shit
I'm on some pull up to your house shit
Behind that chasin'

Delicate Tendrils

Les Claypool

Highball with the Devil

1996

Now, because you own , you possess
You have something that they can take
You remember how it was when you had nothing
You looked at the ones who

Beautiful America

Five Iron Frenzy

Upbeats & Beatdowns

1997

America-Gomorrah. 

What are you looking at, you 
better not make me mad. I'll drive 
by your house and shoot your 
dog, and mom, and dad. I don't 
need you

If you down with the rich man
And that can be rich in anything
Don't you take too much
If you laugh at a poor man
And that can be poor in anything