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be ridin in a hearse
Put the load on my back when I touch down like Jalen  Hurts

Otf shit gotta make sure the family eats  first
I don't do voodoo,but

it cause I'm closer with this jackknife
I watched the leaves grow green until they withered to ash
And drifted back to the ground to feed a new story

cowboy and the moon 
No more guitar and ‘I don't knows’ 
This time I tell you how it goes
Is this what you wanted? 
To forever be haunted by front porch

Sunday afternoon
It's safe to say the HOA would have a heart attack
If they stopped by on a Saturday
And ever walked around the back

Behind that

he saw what she had brang

Now, Aunt Ellie Mae said by the way
She couldn't stay for long
Back east she must skidaddle
And the next thing she was gone

superiors bossed me,
but since I quit my life has been a different story.
I just (uh!) sit on this porch, sip Brazilian coffee.
No living soul will ever get

Black Market

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,

Change

Monoxide Child

Chainsmoker

2004

Than it all started to change back in highschool.
Wrong Crowd, That was me.
In a pair of moon boots and some dungarees.
Gettin chased out of school by

I park my Chevy, board a westbound plane
Knock on a few doors back where I came
And spin an old record out track by track
It's been a while since

I'm tripping
I'm trying to get back to the way we was cause I missed it
I'm feeling like some pieces of my heart is gone and missing

Look, I'm set

I found myself on the front porch step
Watching the rain fall down as I quietly wept
But the tears felt good to me
Just the thought of you, it sets

mid-september it shouldn't be bad
People always talk about a friend we had
I drove by the house, but couldn't get out
This suitcase reminds me I'm free
Words my

the curtains cracked
Niggas be spinnin' my words 'cause I'm really spinnin' that
Gotta be up around six, gotta take the rental back, ooh
How dare you tell

up
Burning the borough aglow in the morrow
No sorrow low ammo mind gonna reload yeah

Wake and bake on the porch
Light a light roll a torch 
Bright

size, building castles in the air
As long as you are by my side, life can take us anywhere
A tear rolls down your cheek as we say I do
Hand in hand, cross

he tryna snap a picture

That get back gon' be so real we gotta wrap a nigga
We just riding lurking tryna catch a rapper nigga 
And if we ever said

the moon

By sunrise I could hear the church bells ringing
I got there as the saints were marching in
I sat down on the back row
And heard the story