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[Qwell:]
Rain shine, was fate denied by state time
Ya caged ryhmes contain rage behind gang signs
Remember chickens spittin' game at you
I'm prayin'

her face

She's somebody's hero
A hero to her daughter in her wedding dress
She gave her wings to leave the nest
It hurts to let her baby go down

and all.

After the 16th act, they said the boss was gonna take the stage and. I am one gigantic Springsteen fan so I was right there in the wings, as close

little ripped
I'm waiting for it to get heal
I'm waiting for it to get heal
Take your mask off
Show your real face
You trying to break my heart so fast
We

the ghetto
Your time chisai (小さい) when you come across mane
Side-note he flying little angels and wings. This youngin' 15 wit a license to kill
It'd be one

I just wanna rap for
Ninety seconds without breathing
Here we go, I'm gonna try it, hopefully
I won't be screamin'
By the end of it, I cannot
Take

always late
And need more scolding and punishment

Do not daydream
Do not dilly-dally
Do not fall behind
Wings are flapping right behind you
You

Shine

Circus of Power

Magic & Madness

1993

the way 

Shine 
Down on me 
Shine 
Set me free 
Shine 
Let the rivers run down among these people 
Shine! 
Yeah 

She is sayin? hush little baby

Haaaaw cut the lights down, drive-by
Let's set the mood
Leave my reparations in the vestibule
Baby I'm a skyscraper sit up on my face
This the best

a new sense of space
Maybe by tomorrow I'll be long gone
Just a little pink suitcase
And maybe I'll find somewhere
Where once again I might belong
And not

flashing by me.
Thy dusky white and blue thou'lt not deny me!

Thy nest's a bit of mine, thy little home
Set in the eaves.
When the roses leave the wall,

It's on All Day

Bad Azz

Personal Business

2001

kids, Martini, stress, a little head
'Cause my son ain't here and only God cures fears
Ain't no woman 'bout a dollar, 'cause what we need, we got it
Even

By the tree where rays don’t hit, shadows they keep us cool 
Oh I do, I picture you, before I sleep 
Counting sheep, like one two three 
Before I

lighting up glassy eyes 
Everyone gets a high five
If you give into the hive mind

I'm that bitch with a little bit of stubble
You're that bitch who's living

succession
Always leave you second guessing
The second the stress sets in
The soul is strong and willing, but the flesh is thin
So carry on
Carry on
Your wings

Started as a dream
Wandering the
Blue Ridge Mountains
Sang a little song
To catch up with my mind
All the leaves are falling
Into different

into a file and put it into the game
Made sure the game ain't see it by having it renamed
So when he loads that brain
A little bit has changed

chest out
I’m the best out
I’m the fucking best out
I don’t need approval from people who little less now
I need respect I need a check
I need the people

understand,
But you know they really don’t
If you hanging by a strand
They gon' leave you all alone
Struggles of a black man
Makes you grow a back bone

by birds
You flirt with a Flurry, you're blunt and you boast
You only get the message when you're stealing people's post
 
This Angel of Death killed

Bro how’d you lose to me
You a little boy to me so you should get a booster seat
Who’s your leader
Oh your manager, can I meet her
I think you should

bass kick
Leave you numb like you've got a slipped disk
And on edge like you've just been frisked
Hands on your hips keep your lips tight
Don't get

most fellas can’t handle it
Eating alone in the dark
Then she sparks a flame it’s romantic and candle lit
I was stuck in a stupor
Seduced by Medusas, but

I want the whole world or I don't wanna damn thing 
Sick of seeing scissors take clippings from unflapped wings 
Until there's nothing left of it