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Fighting with my demons
And they all fucking losing
Fuck another follower
A leader, I choose this
You said you'd overlap me
But the audience is clapping
How

we see
still fighting to be free
the harvest is rocked by tic tac rocks 
and making all this count fe track 
changing the database
takin it out

We've hit another crossroads in the path
Things are looking tight like a movie scene
If I could get away
I wonder if you'd mind it

Play by play

From we know the tricks of mystery babylon
We come tell them the truth again
Again and again no two ways about it
Yow me say now the world inna mess

myself to save
It our mystery has yet to be solved

Convinced I couldn't say enough
Confused and caught up on my love
For you through the beauty

no hope just to fade it away
I been fighting for this don't you ruin my day
If I bow down n pray won't you give me some change
I been feeling so down

than a lost art

Tie me up within the tight rope
Cut me loose so I can unfold
Oooooh
Oooooh

Hold hope deep within
You are fighting farther
Than my

The world cannot give nor let you live
Fighting seems so in vain
Weakened by my own brain
Mindless torture blackening my thoughts
I'm flying away to my

wicked always get it twisted
Shout out to jaden smith cuz' im a misfit
I make smart art by heart
Take part to set apart
The state of the art
It's a work

you know
What you're still fighting for
What has lead you this way
To the future you could not see

You know that I'll stay by your side
Your trusting

the king has been crowned
By the art, spellbound
Inject emotion into art
It's my candle in the dark
It's the ocean, I'm the shark
It's the fire, I'm

Now I'm on top with a rock hard heart
No longer dark but I'm painting the art
And I study to smart
Sharpen the dash to make it a dart
No lie
Too

napoleon I know them all I read them all Studied them all
I know the art of fighting
I know the art of war that's all I Ever studied
Thats why I'm so feared

Spark by Legin
I really hope these strings will communicate my heart/
And if they don't I just pray that they'll be a start/
What I can't say I place

been working on my art
God be working on my heart
Even tho times is hard

Yeah

Took a little break but I'm back now
Still a man of my faith, won't back

to the wave & get that cash  
Since grad class, grab life by the horn & her big fat ass
Ain't finna be broke like a communist, not one for the politics
In this

and the taxi headlights
trippin' into bars, pushin over passers by

there aint nothin that tequila-lime could make me forget
maybe tonight'll be our darkest yet

to the feels I got
Being one with art and never letting go
The crisis is on
We fighting for color or posession
How can't we see pollution is the right enemy

By myself right now
Should probably call me a therapist
Haunted by thoughts that I'm constantly carrying
Only escapes through this art that I cherish

lawyer in, with your binary file, and said thou I lay in lots of style and do my graffiti art once in a while I ain’t no mystery about my profile, I

Yes
There is something to be said
About living in your head
And never missing rent
And yes
There's a charm to the art
Of not falling apart
Inside

E Pluribus Unum

The Last Poets

The Prime Time Rhyme of the Last Poets, Vol. 2

1996

they'd start a war
to exploit some brother's mother
Then there's the pyramid, that stands by itself
created by Black people's knowledge and wealth
and over

Desire (Clearness of Conception)

Sandra Dedrick

It's a Blue Hill Day: A Tribute to Christopher Dedrick

2012

your work of art,
Serenity in motion,
Like a rose in the wind,
Or the jewel of your desire

The wall, transparent, between your room and all that is

food
Fighting to stay alive (Fighting)
‘Cause I’ve got to do what I’ve got to do, revitalize
Plus I’ve got to be full throttle
‘Til the day I see bye-bye