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singing the song

Look, my lover's lit by sun  
She breathes a bud into her lungs
I come undone under her thumbs
We dance the tango with our tongues

(Side, I miss the old days)
Ouu
I miss the old days
I've been tired of mixing berries with the OJ
Celebrating all our losses in a bad way
Sitting

want!"
"I can't believe it's happening"

Well, hello!
It's been a while since I've uploaded a show
Gotta flow back into the mojo
Schedule's slow, but

they want the old Ray, tell them niggas "Suck a dick"
I'm at the top, I'm lookin' down, they know I come from the trenches
I just had a talk with

Alright
You've got the type
I've got the type (alright)
You've got the type
I've got the type (alright)
You bad, sister
You bad, sister
You

Here goes nothing I've got nothing left to lose
I'm a man in search of meaning use me any way you choose
If it serves some greater purpose by fate

case, no face, no case, no less than more than I deserve
Only burn exotic herbs
I heard something my whole life implying we live by a curse, don't believe

the stages wherever I go
I stay blessed by the most high, smoke that best
I'm the most high, the best dressed and I'm so fly
No more stress and I know why
I

Magna of Illusion

Blue Öyster Cult

Imaginos

1988

I've come a long way, said the captain
From lost Christabel this night
Accompanied by my dog familiar
To blast your rafters with my surprise!

when I fuck her
She's gonna screw me til the end of October

Yeah I've got

48 Gigs of SD in my pocket
Your girl gonna come over here and rock it
48 Gigs

Sasha Ray's
See my objective is to get my people out the maze
Time is money so I flip that shit for when its time to pay
The check cleared I got more

that are no longer mine 
Words and objects serve as blunt reminders 
Of what I've lost and what I've cherished
 
I wish we had more time
I wish we had

My heart’s empty, and my bottles dry
Another lonely night, gonna pass me by
I’ve been here before 
I’ve been here before

I still think of you, from

Trade your hoodies and your jeans for some slacks, suits and ties
You not a businessman, you a
Nah, I know you know that line
I'm impressed by the messes

word that we heard's a lie
When murder's the verdict I
Will come further to serve you mind
To cure the curse in your eyes
And it might burn at first but

word that we heard's a lie
When murder's the verdict I
Will come further to serve you mind
To cure the curse in your eyes
And it might burn at first but

a winner
I'm a winner
I am not a loser
I'm not a loser
I'm a winner
Oh yeah
Winner in the Lord
Is not by Power
Nor by might but by my spirit
Says the spirit

to set things straight
Or maybe all this time I've been blind
To think I control my fate
But how come feelings won't go away
Leave me with nothing to say

by the truth
What is a son
Suffer in silence until my life is done
It's not what I've done
It's who I've become
I look like my Dad
Like father like son

With the baseheads on the late night hype 
Tryin' to creep in the house 
Through the cut for what?
So I won't be seen by none of the homies 
But

the well of sorrow and
Imminent plunder
Quelled by the gaze
Of the Sun and its haze
Armed, protruding its rays
Mere feed
For the ones who reign from under
We

Call on Me

Next

Welcome II Nextasy

2000

Whenever you feel freaky
I'm all you need
So come on, come see me

No surprises by the time
The sun rises I'll be gone
Let the memories be a lullaby

I'm an Angel in dust
Dirt on me stained from the mud
But I turned that clay into grub
Serve plates to the munch's
I can feed a banquet with just
Two

Superman Lover

Johnny "Guitar" Watson

Strange Games and Funky Things, Vol. 3

2000

wrong
There's something wrong with me, yes, it is

Look, look up in the sky
Come on look, look, look
And you'll see me flying by
Why don't you just look,