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Seven years and five photos
How do I capture what's lost
So I'll never let you go
I know
Every day
You're living your dream in
Every way
As small

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

in the dark
That's scrawled in a crossword
Five letters, thin blue line ain't cutting it
Black lives matter, stroke six is a mulligan
Truth trumps hate

But thankfully that all got stopped by the time I was born 
But I still felt the scorn of being half white in an all white norm 
If you're unfamiliar

words
Scared of being great, maybe you should try it first

Lost my way, could you help by chance, hall of fame (is) in my plans
Real white, not them Xans

as cold as the clay.

"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an' hear

Booyaaaa 

There are words underneath me 
Under luggage, under feet 
I can feel her humming sweetly 
White noise I fall asleep 
All the people

(Great John on the beat by the way)

I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)

Simmons Philadelphia Cass', you was
(not the shooter)
Aye y'all know when a dog get neutered
Another word for that is "castrate"
How ironic, cause Philly,

startling black
Letter in a word among hundreds of words
In a continuing Rosengarten
Epic that celebrates
Mankind's holy and relentless
Desire for it'self

as cold as the clay

"I can see by your outfit
That you are a cowboy"
These words he did say as I boldly walked by
"Come an' sit down beside me
An' hear my

In the center of the darkness 
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By

jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself

I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i

Yet it's all written, not their own vision
And the bass vibrate out the hi-fi
We just wave back and drive by
What's a word in the world of a fool
Cause

Battle Cry

Joell Ortiz

Free Agent

2010

industry, 
I don't know the language
But play the beat and I'll show you why I'm head honcho
Y'all gettin' away with murder like the white bronco
Bunch

Duncan on the team
Winston D
Forest silent
Wake them please
Two tall trees
Duncan two time MVP
How many rings
One for each limb
Five finger discount

said, "Photos: twenty-five cents each"
Black and white, saw a '30s bride
And two lovers laughin' on the porch of their first house
The kinda love that

you want me
And don't I know that you know that I know that you know
That I want you 
So let it be known by letter or phone
All our other lovers

Crazy ABC's

Barenaked Ladies

Snacktime!

2008

for yperite, a very nasty gas.
And zed's the final letter
And by final, I mean last.

OK, when you say zed,
For the benefit of our American friends

Streets of Laredo

Patti Page

All My Love [ASV]

2003

as cold as the clay.

"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an'

I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say

Im a seattle fan bigs up to matt flynn
I dont never smile i give em a slight grin
Yes im down ya bitch throat like phlegm
I was working with

to get up on your vocab, you gots to have vocab
Letters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs

Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with

to murder conservatives with
To curse and diss, with verses so merciless
These words can just fuck up your high worse than this
I've killed for less,