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for this
An assessment of my own fears
Because in twenty-four years
I don't got nothin' but love in my heart
I don't got nothin' but ears
You disappear

To thine own self be true

Just to hold you every now and then
That's all I need
I'll be yours until the bitter end
Or as long as you'll have me

A lonely

Woke up this morning ready for death - Tell by the bitter taste of blood in my breath
It took a lifetime just to live a life - If I'm the first to go

Control my life, 'cause who I be
The F-E-B, don't forget the Z
With a new purpose
I've been searching through the times
Trying to find my own little piece

myself, do a show by myself, I'ma blow by myself
Do it on my own and I don't need your help
Go on my own and I don't need your help
I was prepared the day

Time goes slower by myself inside my room
Thinking of a future that's not  spent with you
And I know that it won't be anytime soon
But it haunts me

confrontations, every hesitation
All the times I came close to emotional castration
Even a bitter end won't silence all my frustration
Even now I hope it's not

Two Sevens Clash

Culture

Two Sevens Clash [The 30th Anniversary Edition]

1978

Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize,

Two Sevens Clash

Culture

Reggae Greats: Strictly for Rockers

1985

Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize,

Two Sevens Clash

Culture

Two Sevens Clash

1978

Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize,

Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash
Wat a liiv an bambaie
When the two sevens clash

My good old prophet Marcus Garvey prophesize, say

Muzisean
I can do bad on my own
I can do bad on my own on my own
I can do bad on my own
I can do bad on my own ay
I can do bad on my own
They wish

I woke up and found I was cancelled
Because of my own little scandal
I use clickbait one single time
Apparently that stuff's an act of crime
They

own back
I'm meant for every violation possible and even misery
That's only part of a vast chronicle of my history
I'm told I'm meant for something more

Risen from the ashes
Imprisoned by the masses
A friend passes
I begin to be passive
My end expansive
My mind dances
Caught in trances

Tongue lashes

with steal, fuckin right im bout murder kill, pussy-nigga you
Play with steal, end up shooting yo own self

Representin for that Crow-town, down

the bitter ass end 

cnd just like that, Love turned into hate
Never knew our love would disintegrate
Had the appetite, just only wanted a taste 
Time went by

Talk a lot but she don’t listen

Couple kids by some nigga
But he ain’t in the picture
Sending texts cause he bitter
Now she fucking with a winner, eyy

falling from my own two feet
I feel a bitter end inside
I'm full of it but i cant speak
hows my body got so weak?
no colour in my black and white
deepest

made
You may be bitter but you'll love in your own way
You should be proud of what your mama made
You may be bitter but you'll love in your own way

the hurt
When she's alone she questions her own words

No, I'm not bitter
I'm not bitter
All-in-all things turn out for the best
No-one but me controls my

respect your fellow man
you may not know what to say 
just do the best you can
I’m at my wit’s end
cause I don’t know what’s around the bend

So we prayed

a bitter end awaits a rolling stone
You gotta rage against the night
You gotta learn to do what's right
By and by to live you got to die

You gotta storm

She's Not Just Another Woman

8th Day

Breakdown

2002

for me
I couldn't ask of my own father
I believe her love would stretch
From one end of this earth to the other
Let me tell you she's not just