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bullets, I'm thinking it's Madden
I got his lo', can't be moving slow, he right by the store
He got a fro with a Pelle coat, plus he with a hoe
He on his

You kissed me Monday just as peak hour started
I've kept my memories of you locked and guarded
You were glowing red in the brake lights

Do you

walk, a flowering seed and stalk 
Like red sea glass collecting by the jagged rock

We walked on through the coming dark we grew a bright photonic light

celluloid

There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid

The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people, they've

celluloid
There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid

The crawlers cover the floor in
The red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people
They've

Punches and Knives

Two Lone Swordsmen

From the Double Gone Chapel

2004

the red
Sounding like punches and knives

Hear the voices, they cry
It's likely you'll die
Pounded by punches and knives

The lady did not show
Her

Moonlight

Crematory

Act Seven

1999

a distant I recall
The howling of an animal
Shadows moving in rhythm which the trees
The night has never seen the grey of day
My hands caressed by

like UK Apache
Like Itchy and Scratchy alone
Anakin, panicking, end of attack of the clones
Rackin' my brain for a couple of answers
Country is run by

playing a game like huh brah
Backyard nickel and dime that, now boys be moving birds
Use to carry my knife special, now it's gats and smoking sherm
Use

The world is cold, the heaven grey
The dark clouds travel faster
The frozen wind cut in my face my nose is red
With every step I go I hear
The snow

prevail?
It's like the sight of red
Violent visions living right inside his head
The weight of fate is heavy
But it's lighter than a spider's web
Side

Why we gotta choose factions
Climbing in a black world
Sending out a black word
System like a black hole
Capitalistic vicious bitch they chasing us
Shit

up, until it's all Frosted Flakes

Bag it up hustle, and sell these packs	

Counting these stacks, by moving these snacks

Some dough is sour, so watch

CAPTURED BY HER KISS
TRAPPED BETWEEN THE TWILIGHT AND THE DAWN
I HAD LINGERED A LITTLE TOO LONG

I LOOKED INTO HER EYES AND SAW THE UNIVERSE REVEALED
MY MIND

no license
Cutthroat shit, rob you for your diamonds
Surrounded by killers and they moving silent
If I make one call then they sliding
I'm in

See, in Christmas time, I get #MERKY (Merky)
Moving like Mike with my Christmas turkey
(Bakaw) harry got the snow
Jamie got the flow (What?)
Shakka

The braven and the stupid 
Moving on collision course
Nothing now could stop the war 
Hold back the final storm
Looking for a fight but dressed 
Like

I can't wait till you see what I make
When I paint the walls red with a gun to my brain
And I can't wait to see the look on your face
When I lay in