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killed each year by those who think that, after a few drinks, they're sober enough to drive the few short miles to home. this particular individual was one
still looks half awake
I'll tear down everything in my path
Cause nothing good ever lasts
And I'm surrounded by things that have all outworn their
drinkin' wheat grass juice
Offended by my t-shirts, and how I behave
Just because I ain't rockin' dashiki's and braids
But if you know you ain't a bitch,
The trees are only cardboard,
The leaves are full of paint,
There's a riot in the cornfields by the silo,
Crows are on the tightrope,
The cars
Waves of anger fill my sea
Drifting into apogee Incentives
drive ideology
While we spill our blood for hypocrisy
All I see is broken keys Gates
ahead
You should quit
No more coaching those sopranos
With voices like bees
No more secondhand pianos
With six broken keys
No more agents
And expose, you know how it goes when it be gritty
When we roll is like we got the key to the city
It won't be pretty
For you to challenge, knock you off
What good is money
Unless it brings
That certain something
For the girl who's got everything
Here is an item
You can't pass by
Won't
me like a clown
you are an ass
a snake in the grass
and he seeps from out your pores
and baby it's time
to pay for my crime
nothing i say can make
beams
Stash keys, and tease, lickin' back so y'all can
My click of criminals, flippin' confortable
My pockets full of benjamins, fool surrending
When
where you can see
'Cause I ain't being fallen by police
Felt you calling in my jeans
My back pocket splitting in the seams
I couldn't start the car,
a couple months
Papa regretting doin' coke, mama probably those couple blunts
Little did they know there was nothing to be ashamed of as long as we
Keep
It was the day, and then the shot came
From the sky, and then it was the night
But nothing in me was tired, so I did not sleep
Instead I waited in
the life is and there's nothing to it.
I'll prove it with cubics and cone and now we've grown into a diamond
So what the fuck have you been doing, being
nothing to worry me
No one to hurry me
I'm taking it easy,
resting my wings
Enjoying the moment
Looking up at the sky
The cumulus drifting by
Well, somehow
It's a sign of the times, the impression that you made,
glossed over by a wave, a golden lining in your grave,
beneath the dirt its all the same
by 11 dreams
She's got that self-worth
She learned at 17
And I could work with that
Been working all week
She's been flirtin' all night
Wishing she
I've traveled the world
And the seven bright seas
For the keys to these riddles you've lain before me
Been used and abused
By these lesser
The one and only lock that fits your key
Oh you believe there's nothing up her sleeve
Oh baby, well just wait and see
You say that love is blind
Well I say
Doors were locked, needed a key
I finally opened my eyes; saw what had passed me by
Wasn't where I wanted to be
Do you really want to make it better?
blood out his face
It's the principal, don't get it wrong
What I do to eat, is nothing in comparison
To what I do to keep, self up, write and exact
Sway
Of pain's overtures
Liberation is near
And I have nothing to fear
In this journey of self-discovery
I have found the keys to be set free
In this wicked
now than I ever had before
Little beanie-bean with the calculator keys
Can he add
It all up, make it all make sense to me
I've got no idea
How
with spiritual warfare?
Or do you care?
(I got a question) --> Rakim
Or do you care?
(I got a question)
Or do you care?
[ VERSE 2: Key-cool ]
I'm not
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