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You
You walked away from me first
Watched you slowly hate to care
Vapor blowing as I stare
At the ceiling
You’re far away somewhere
I hate the way

Coop
Yeah let me talk my shit man
Ughh
Roll this mistletoe and kiss my dolja
Feed the wood it's bloated
Bic the tip It's roasted
Bed heated by mocha

a fifty
Just copped it off of Quincy
Fuck a drive by
Niggaz shooting off the 10 speed
Front row seated by Hov
At the Nets Game
5k betting at the bookie

Eastside when we ride and speed by
The street lights just seem bright when I'm with you
I fiend for that sweet high when we vibe
Each night is

forgiven by your creator

Unforgivness isn't unfamiliar
My heart was full of it I was Hater
Life is a vapor
If you don't deal with it now you might not have

shine

Entranced by the whys
It soaks my cortex through
It seems you're unaware
You don't have an undo
Finger perched on the red button
All of the time
It

me
And we ain't even get a chance to recover before they told us it ain't safe to stand by each other 
Or shake hands with my brothers and yo
You might

to mortal realm
Return the land, heal the maize, untangle the silk within
Remember, the blood to be spilled, and prepare for whats to come!
Be encircled by

Pent-alpha lit by candlelight
She's grown to trust her demon god
He'll guide her to deliverance
She steps through the circle
Dagger in hands
Blood

The king stun like the Jamaican town
Futuristic flow, Darth start with a laser sound
Leaving nothing but a vapor trail
And my bass, heavyweight, no shake,

cuz a couple hits in depressions gone with the wind
And the smoke and the vapor
Write a couple song's while we're rolling the papers and loading

Who's Tha Man

MC Eiht

Last Man Standing

1997

gets the chedder
To the way back days
Where the Half Ounce lays
Gun tucked by the nuts
As the one time struts
Gets my bail on cause I ain't tryin'

the heat and the light
reflections in shapes of the sound
follow the notes and the lines
turning into
water vapors
wonder in the
atmosphere
(ah~ah~)
like

I'm a collector of petals and pencils
Of glass trinkets and parchment
I'm a collector of little images
Of vapors and phantoms
Trying to compile them

Call on my Father
Posted flex up my Mother
They telling me repent
They still beefing up with they drama
This to my Darma
Protected stay by her corner

In a shroud of glass
Etiolated
Dismembered

Born from ruins
In a shroud of glass
Etiolated
Dismembered by time

Howling sand
Wind of horrors
Churning

As clouds gather we see static at the seams
Vapor condensed by salvaged dreams
Rivals battle on both sides of the coin
Blinded from a chance to join

take her
They wont see me fall like a skater
They wanting that smoke like some vapor
These hoes need a savior but i can not save her
I'm still trying

catching my vapors
I got new problems I got old bud I need me new flavors
I made a run I need me new lungs I just blew me a acre 
My name in the bright

Call on my father
Posted flex up my mother
They telling me repent
They still beefing up with they drama
This to my Darma
Protected stay by her corner

to vapor
No need to reason as I belabor
Climbing the steps
Don't need no escalator
So I'll just be on my way
And I won't need no favors
I made my case there

but you diss me when you talking
I'm a different person you can tell by how I'm walking
Don't be one to talk everybody got their problems
It's such

Where the pavement bellied 
And the cars went by 
I wish I was kidding 
I know all the rhymes 
And I followed you 
to where the fog turned to vapor

again
And the ink will heat like vapor
Words written will begin to leap off the paper
Like a leap of faith or fake like artificial flavor
They way I