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this beat since bout 2-3 am
I don't know how I feel i'm just lost like hidden gem
All this weight im in da gym
I just need a moment before I go off in

the beat
Gotta stay quick on our feet
Check the feat, not a treat
Gotta eat, lotta heat
Rip and throw away the sheet
Write again then repeat
Something's

tears and no one 
Would gawk 
But cowering won't numb your 
Guilt and shame much less resolve
The bonds that you have strained 
By avoiding pain you've

called me by my name. He hauled me so many times. I lost my sense of shame. I'm a drunk, but I don't drink, and it's a lot tougher job than people think.

Now me I'm lost
That's weird, I've barely moved
I'm exactly, well like twenty two feet
From where I'd have me if I could ever choose
I think it's

Ode to Billie Joe

Patricia Barber

Café Blue [Blue Note/Mobile Fidelity]

1994

joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits please 
there's 5 more acres in the lower 40 i got to plow 
mama said was a shame about billy joe

came back
I lost it, found in the music my senses get lost in
Often
Rambling with wisdom that's older than all your logic
Words are not the ultimate

you came with a well armored friend?
Guess it’s time for the party to end

Despot run, I am lifting my gun Despot turn your tail and run in shame
By

SENSE
instrumental

*IN THE END
instrumental

*RISING
31 seconds and we're gone for auto sequence start
t minus ten seconds
4 - 3 - 2 - 1 - ignition

Oh I swear
All I ever wanted was to be somebody
My reefer cloudy, lost to each assignment
Making beats and rhyming so proceed to find me
My

Why Fall in Love With the Struggle

Mr. Mike

Rhapsody

1999

we been drugged down
I'm your host now, who's the boss? Niggas get lost and broke down 
Crossed with golden crowns, then you hear me more than now

that break 
Wake and bake, bottom shake 
Buncha fakin snakes 
Pump ya breaks
Tailgate- 
Three feet to breathe 
Oxygen let it bleed 
Bottom pit, belly

rise above it or it brings you down
I feel your pain
But shame that I can't empathize
Been locked away a while
Living my life through a sinner's eyes
How

My breathing's getting lost and I'm in and out of tide
Reclaim my severance and my acclimated life
Just one last chance to steal your bitter broken

fade
They accumulate
I wake up feeling lost in the race
Am I moving fast enough, is my feet collecting dust
I was told to take my time, now they telling

the park, rope still on my neck
I just lost my best friend carried his body in a box
Cleaned his blood out the rug, image still in my head
What's deep, I

Nights Interlude

Nightmares on Wax

This Is Trip-Hop [Phantom]

1996

was tweakin' with the peak of his cap
While I'm seekin' to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not cover my mistakes
Try to maybe make sense

I'm surrounded by liars
Think I'm talking to a wire
I know they singing like a choir
Tryna make me retire
You get highered then fired
I don't ever

If you wasn’t in the gym then
Baby you can’t ball with us
Give me 3 feet
If you ain’t getting no check
Look
I sweep a bitch off her feet
And make

Am I a man that younger me would love? I probably am
I got these hands, elbows and knees, legs and my feet
Training three days a week for rappers who

Godly spirits
With a tainted brain
Trapped in the Hell
Of this 3-D plane
Constructed by leeches
That have something to gain
From dragging human souls

people lost and can't be found
Still I be smiling while they frown
Just knowing what's gone come around
Staying clear from Hollywood
Not hypnotized by holy

she bottles, 3 or 4 sitting right there by her table
Bouncer hit her line, don't do lines, but the coke she willin n able, God damn

Hittin that Ricky

By feeding him the flesh of dogs
Three crones were her disguise

The Queen and Lugaid saw their chance
To fight the Cú and win
When he battled next 3