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(Huh?)
She lowkey fat, she must've thought her hair was edible (Damn!)
Bruce looks like Jackie Robinson tryna hit a grand slam
He got ass thrown on him by

late to turn back now or find any peace
So won't you take me down, down to the river
Let the waters clean my soul
In troublesome times I'll follow

I float between the earth and the sky

Watch the world below as life goes by

I feel the seasons turning

I watch the fires burning

I see peace

Trouble Child
Lyrics by Joni Mitchell

Up in a sterilized room

Where they let you be lazy

Knowing your attitude's all wrong

And you got to change

money, make it feel alright
Gonna take it to the river and do whatever I like
Have my back and I'll have yours
Gonna take us to the river we left the shore

The endorphins in my head are triggering
You in my life has led to bigger things
All in my body I’m an inner feen
My dance flow is like a river stream 
Won’t let

The endorphins in my head are triggering
You in my life has led to bigger things
All in my body I’m an inner feen
My dance flow is like a river stream 
Won’t let

The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

thoughts now and then
And how they are all controlled by some other men

We sin and repent it’s a cycle just again and again 
People blame their kin while

And, yes, I get ate, Like Chick-fil-A
Let’s go on a date, you’ll be home by eight
Cause I respect women
You better not be trippin
I'm swimmin' in linen

keep consistency feedin them more
I so fantastic like four
Chasing my dreams like the stars in the ceilings
I'm gettin better I could tell by the feeling

And there was the one where
Rachel is crying because Finn broke up with her
And she sings River?
By Joni Mitchell?
Two bitches, two bitches, one

Brother Brother
Music & Lyrics by Mike Mitchell

Brother brother, it’s time to leave the road
Find a place to call your own
Plant a seed and, sit

ass weather
Storming like hell let me grab my umbrella
In the city by the sea baby
Long Beach there never be no peace on the East Side
Nooo
In the city

a Thunderbird 
My cousin used to laugh at me 
Because my Momma muffler was falling off
Riding to the fair 
Looking out the window 
Seeing sparks
I'm like Ma 
Yo

walk around a bit
But Herschfelder was "Gettin' there"
Now they're getting chased and they
Get liked by O'Bannon wee, Wee
Wee squeal like a pig oh my
God

July kids die, wishin for snow to fall
The protocol, tear down the US brick by brick
Hittin licks on Queen Elizabeth pearls
fam pillaged the world
Black

face
Sports drop lightly breaded like a pork chop
Drug and gems
Money stashed it in the floor spot
Barry Bronson shooting juice before
The Mitchell

make fun of me?
I’ve tried to get away but it just stays in front of me
And religion feels like it’s just a fake run to peace

I just look around and I

on civil
They kept us in a ness like our name was Mitchell
Or threw us in a cell like our trait was sickle
A nikka: That's what they call us we not deemed

Wreckgonize

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

wreckgonize, nigga

Carlos, the base head, is lurkin'
Askin' for change nigga constantly urkin'
Ms.Elizabeth callin' out the window to her husband Joe
Nigga died

streets is watchin'
Joni Mitchell bet you think this song is all about you
Comin' for a bad bitch's bag ain't an option
Change ya name to Chris the way

callous eyes, hateful and serpentine

The last body left to fall sat upon Perceval
Condemned by the same sun, waiting for the whip to run
Hands like

got Spiritual Warfare
I got Spiritual Warfare

Written by: Wes Mitchell