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a lot
I'm screamin voiceless with so little choices
With so little joy got destroyed by a lot
Toyed by a lot, spoiled a lot
Nobody know this but boiled

ain't a doggone thing you can do
Look
Put on that hip hop right after that R&B shit
No longer a little nigga, so don't get it twisted
I'll put out some

If there's nothing to it
You can do it oh alright
Leave no room for drama we got God on our side
Live a little longer just by treatin mama right
If

Living large, living free and helped by a little of what you see

Break it down to what it is
There's really not much in it
Sunshine, drink and hedonism

the breadknife
Grandma wake up
And scene

Across the pond In a little town
Lived the short stout Bobby Brown 
Cut his grass With a sharpened axe
Never paid a dime

Thinking 'bout when I really chased the music
When I told my homeboys they all thought I was sick, yea
How could I even imagine become a pro musician

Confused by the sass of time and it's contorting placement
I'd abuse the precious time, I'm no longer complacent
I thought of self abortion, could no longer

talk about is classified, it's not
The end of the world, so no need to be terrified, living from coast to coast is the bottom line
Not a day goes by that

wait a little longer
With growing up being straight
And clean oh
Your wilderness makes me whole
Baby show them who you are
By not even trying
You are

so nobody else sees them
Now I'm surrounded by everybody else
Trynna shut me down cause my music's way too loud
All you fuck niggas bitches yeah i see

and in the parking lot afterward
for a few minutes in the rain
I stood glowing with ideas of what I might try to convey
with this music.  At that moment my

your grave
Put me on to rap when my father put me on his lap and he'd play me a record (yuh)
Got up from the chair, I was longer Blair, but I started

This is All I Ask

Carmen McRae

Live at Sugar Hill, San Francisco

1963

concede
That this is all I ask, this is all I need

Beautiful girls, walk a little slower when you walk by me
Lingering sunsets, stay a little longer

Yeah
Drip too hard
Don't stand too close
You gone fuck around and die off of OD
I'm a young black nigga with an attitude
Switch it up a little so you

you I would hate me
I would never wanna date me Maybe, this music shit is my habit
No wonder that you wanna grab it, and when I no longer have it 
Lay

your tragedies
No longer silent I'm rewriting history
He said that he beating me in the industry
Little boy never returned as my enemy
I will be finding

music
Yeah, so I can feel your touch
Your bass in my headphones, can't get enough
You give me so much sensation
When I turn you on
On the radio station
We

there and then
Right by the grey bus selling fancy fuckin cocktails
And I ran and I reached a park with swings and a slide
I swang for a bit Or swinged

The 'Torchum' Never Stops

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

you will
Find
A better excuse to spend money or time
At a tupper-ware party,
So, do be a smarty!
Hold on to that dollar
A little while longer
For

mind
An archaeologist, dusting off ancient relics
Lyrical gems, taken from ancient tombs
Rhymes killed in the womb
By these capitalist baboons
Destroying

it
What doesn't kill you only makes you tougher
Smarter, stronger, when life gets harder, you'll live longer, but still suffer
There's no escaping it

feeling a little better
And I moved on to something better
And I’m doing a little better
I didn’t know way long ago
I shoulda let it go
Our friendship

This Is All I Ask

John Gary

The Best of John Gary [RCA Victor]

1967

This is all I ask, this is all I need

Beautiful girl walk a little slower when you walk by me
Lingering sunset stay a little longer with the lonely

I travelled all the way here in the humus
I drink of the nourishing, amniotic juice of the soil
I'm unfolding in it, little by little
Soon I will