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different I captured your interest 
You're after the rapture that's trapped in these sentences 
Low key I'm greatly feared by my peers 
They avoid me like

the sea
I'm an Outkast
Singing Bombs Over Baghdad
Kenway with a hidden blade
And a black flag
Black mask, you can not see my expression
Act fast, or feel

Not Your Average Girl

Ghostface Killah

Ghostdini the Wizard of Poetry in Emerald City [Clean] [13 Tracks]

2009

Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent
Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill
Do you got what it take for you

away, far away
And I can't seem to stray my hands off your body

When I pull up to the front of the lobby
Your kisses with black lipstick
I've been

Witch-Storm

Bal-Sagoth

A Black Moon Broods Over Lemuria [2000]

rides forth, black storm-borne steeds,
(their flanks anointed by) immortal blood,
Hark to the striking of the winds, the moon burns black as slaughter

is payin' Rolling Stone for these covers and stories?
Smuggle with more than a bunch of lies
Their cheese truffled with fries, I
Started this year

showed me how to rip up the keys

My other brotha Hut taught me to do it big
Connected to 3, you get a black hustlin' jeep
Connected to gang shit, I

Leave your body bleedin' from shots
My stone hands leavin' you
With unbelievable knots
A key to the lock, my spiritual is an anomaly
I got the spirit

I've been holed up in a mental hell
Under lock and key, my thoughts cannot escape my crown
And my back is bent by the weight it's held
My chest's

earth got bomb pussy
Y'all beyond pushed me
Now I'm to the point where I should be
Locked inside of a mental ward where they tossed and lost the key

chalk like a black board
The coke chorus, Soprano, piano provocateur
I mob forward get knocked for it
I play keys and got the locks for em
It's an art

I crossed the valleys
The dust of midlands
To search for the third key
To open the gates
Now I'm near the altar
The secret inside
As legend told my

written, it's been set in stone
Should be married to the streets but I had cold feet
You know me I got other plans
House bigger than my pride
See my mother

Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by

since Stone Age
Heard you got a boyfriend
Is he better than me no way
Bet that mothefucker so lame
With a soul you can't locate
In a safe with a key you

anointed an off key accordion looking for that tune to shoot me to the moon
Taunted by the witches broom and the black cat in the black hat 
nothing like Dr.

know 
How the fuck it fucking feel to have a fucking slit throat 
A bit more of a schizo than I wished for 
Waiting by the key hole with my pistol, aye

fell

Shadows cast by the stones 

cowered the ground

something dark lay in the grass

There's distant gnarly grove ahead

with tangled gloomy trunks

learned to chip a brick and
Turn my wrist to gold (A Rollie)
I been stuntin' on these niggas
Like I'm Stone Cold (Stunna)
And that kick out the fifth
Felt

On the side of good people always set the record straight
Round and round the piano keys meditate
Felt in the music, need it now, can't let it wait
It's not

Cingularity Point

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars and our common visions,
The "C" of Tranquility, what will it really be?
What does the future hold?

now I’m the coldest but it wasn’t low key
Been in jail and arrested cuz I ran and departed
I got caught by a cop that kinda looked like Alec Baldwin
Me

fun, you can have it when I'm done
K Stone with the magic tongue, swear I do not have a gun
I be low key don't pass no blunts
I COD then pack a punch

to the wizard
Stone cold like I fucked Medusa in a blizzard
I ain't a thug
All we shooting is some pictures
Back at the crib
I got some goose you bring the mixers