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space and time for (my)
Opportunity designed for you and me (divinity, la)
Obscured by my (I wanna be hand in hand with you)

Let me off my leash
Let

all of you get Salamanca’d
And it Yatahey comprende’ que pasa
A payaso do it for la raza
Picasso painting all the pictures in the pain
Take

broke
My dirty, bloody mind needs to be cleaned with some blue soap
But therapy to me is writing what I'm going through in my notes
Using my body

tears of regret, for things said before,

His body laying peaceful, his face so sublime, 
His family all together, his boys by his side, 
I said my

you is you'll be unconfined
I pray the Lord your soul design
I cross my heart and I hope to fly
Back to these skies, before your time
Like la
La la la

My body is sacred
And my soul is like the
Never ending cosmos
It is ancient
Bodies are sacred

My father objectified me then blamed me
And now I

My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make

body like you're walking on clouds
The way you move when you walk by
But now it's been so long
Eight dream of you
I recorded myself dancing to the music

Ladidadidah
La
La la la la la
Baby you know
Maybe you don't
But I will go low
And then snatch yo soul
Baby you know
Maybe you don't
But I will go low
And then

Must have been another me
That body didn't make it
Dripping blood like me
Have been cold he didn't breath
Somebody please help
That man soul is gone
Ghir

And so they shot him till he was dead

Brown girl in the ring tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum

Show me your motion tra la la la

feeling heavy I'ma drop 'em to the sound
Beat droppin' like a body that got shot by the pigs
Middle finger rhymes go and play this for your kids

Broken

of a human race
Souls inside a costume when we choose our fate
La, la, la, la, la

Look up to the sky
Let yourself soak in the light
Look up to the sky

The soul anchors me to stay
The soul anchors me to stay
Let the body rock and sway

Skimming through archives of mental schematics
Sketching an outline

Mind on Our Money

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

souls, rest in peace
That was 1996, we back in the mix
I guess they thought that we'd gon' quit but we got love for this shit
But everything started

man, mama raised us, no dad
Trapped in the matrix, had to learn to hack the program
Reached my full potential
You can feel my mind, body, soul

City of Shame

Robyn Hitchcock

Uncorrected Personality Traits: The Robyn Hitchcock Collection

1997

, la, la

It was in the city of love
All the flesh I ate was never enough
Though I knew it wasn't good for my soul
My body hungered for the ultimate

La meilleure possibilité
Comme l'esprit de l'âme conduire
Entelechy animation for creation optimization
Calculate the quality of an infinite soul

Turn Tha Party Out

Biz Markie

Superrappin', Vol. 2

Emmazah, just doing my thing
I'm guaranteed to rock and make the microphone sing

(Chorus)
La da da, la da da da (I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn

been makin' peace
With the fact black bodies are worth more if they're deceased
I'm trapped in a nine-by-twelve, awaitin' our release
Not takin' it

Remember once I told you 'bout
How before I heard it from your mouth
My name would always hit my ears
As such an awful sound
And the soul, if

place as much as you do, believe me
And when the music lulls you to sleep on my shoulder
Our bodies limping with exhaustion, the bass like rolling

jealous
Okay smarty, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're standin' on the wall

my body laying rigamortus
For visions of ending holy wars for the Nobel laureate
Then achieve nirvana, do it all an orphan
Need no mommy or daddy