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Oh oh, you've taken the fall for them to walk all over
You made your bed, so soft and comforting
These dream await the grey good morning
We
a bill
Now it's God will, like a ex-crack head said
I'm like a fed, stuck in my head be the real information
What out for Satan, waitin' for you,
to come closer to his tent
I can't control myself, I'm needing his embrace
Looking up over your head
Looking up over your head
Put on my suit, like any
your head
But don't ask who is left in there
Wonder why
The angels linger at my door
Pass her by
Don't care who's in here anymore
Hold your fears
Cradle
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
Stumoch past its sell by date
Coz you know that I'm a
Sucker for the cakes (a sucker)
I'm off my head and
I'm going to bed
One of those cakes have gone
singing but instead
We'll be playing through a song and I'd remember in my head
Sometimes, sometimes you don't say goodbye once
You say goodbye over
of here, I know that we can
Maybe not that neatly
But with you by my side, I will be your guide
We don't need that Wheatley
I'll throw an orange and you
Returning weary from the barren planes
My throat went dry after a long days ride
Finally as the light of Dagda waned
I reached a small ford by
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
locked away
Created by you, created by you
And onward we go, you intensify the
Pounding in my own head
Away it drags me as I
Wander endlessly through my
not ev'ry issue can be settled by committee
Meanwhile
Congress is fighting over where to put the capital
It isn't pretty
Then Jefferson
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
bullshittin'
AR hit your truck, got your hood flippin'
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah, and I be right where I am, mister
Me and my damn
bullshittin'
AR hit your truck, got your hood flippin'
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah, and I be right where I am, mister
Me and my damn
singing but instead
We'll be playing through a song and I'd remember in my head
Sometimes, sometimes you don't say goodbye once
You say goodbye over
ain't over yet
Echoin' inside your head
Are the words that your sweet momma said
"Shoot for the moon, my dear"
So you took aim out of this
Don't sleep lost in one long dream I call a week
Pray more time wool over my eye abide the sheep
Every falling star is a tear
A god amongst peers
My
cloud hanging over my head...
Well I earn my livin' by sweatin' my brow
I work so hard at my job every day
With that old black cloud hanging over my head
corn
I'm so violent and sick in the head
I can't tell if I want to kill my ops or fuck 'em
Zaza got me feeling like everything going to be alright
that goes by no rules
Click clack and it's over you dead
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head
It's in my blood I love killin you fools
Hey,
perfectly, our bellies soon be full,
We heard a dreadful banging sound, that made my senses dull
My eyes they shook inside my head, I heard my mother cry
Our
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
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