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Lift the scab off the sore
Rub another lump of salt in the wound
Word is out that you're
Gonna get reasonable soon

Guess a man is no man
If he

Room, in the ass I hear, while

I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP

Riding solo dolo
Whipping like I'm
Zorro
Humble man but my
Diamonds like to
Showboat
Sipping mo mo
Going loco like a
Cholo
Business man
But I'm

For the Birds

Boldy James

Grand Quarters

2013

Birds of a feather flock together and you winging it
Man this shit is for the birds and I need a brick
Quick, a 28 by 36
Man this shit is for

Alcatraz was purchased by a white man
For 5 grand, with intentions to expand
More prisons so these correctionals ain't
For rehabilitation
They for grossing

your salt,
my open wounds, here's your salt.
I got new scars
they're carved by your
by your healing light.

You know I'm condemned to shake
with

I woke up at seventeen and lost myself
Swept up by a hurricane to a distant land
I didn’t know who I was or where I was at
I just wanted to go home I

Detained to act as adult
No more sense for a blessed hub
My wounds full of salt
But by the time I untangled
My life with simple action
All I can tell you is

cursive, But
All becomes ashes in your mouth

Strangle, stifle, by your own breath
Prosper, the embers, while extend their praise
Enslaved by your hunger

Inna dung a Salt Spring
Nuh diss nuh rass man
Bwoy blood will run and full up a bath pan
Shabba with the matic, Dutch wid the clutch1
Two buss ina

TRIPINATION
Written by: Chris Simpson, Joseph Page, Lisa Rau

WITH HOW MANY EVER GRAINS OF SALT YOU WISH,
THAT THE BROWN ACID CIRCULATING AROUND US

and twisting they lips mad
Had him leaking and shit he was pissed man
That's yo hoe why she pregnant by this man
Dude was breaking her off like a thin strand

Thieves

Incubus

If Not Now, When?

2011

crawl
Selling me water by the river, they don't speak for me at all

The man about the town
The beauty queen, the paragon of civilization
But shadows

Blind man ask me forgiveness
I won't deny myself
Disrespect you have given
Your suffering's my wealth
I feed off pain, force fed to love it
And now I

Scream & Shout

Diddy

Scream & Shout

2012

the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy
I don't pay these haters no mind, so fuckin' call me cheap
I grab life by

Yeah we see you bust a bottle
At your little table stunting
And we coming by the bar get
The fucking up your fronting pressure on 'em
We putting

man is gonna be blessed by me
To hear me spitting rhymes that defy societies lies
Look, young black boy, you can fly and still have feelings
Young black

from the salt water people
We always live by the sea
Know I'm down here livin' in the city
With my man and the family

My island home My island home
My

The last time that we spoke felt so very long ago
Yet it’s only been a few weeks
The sun passes by in a solitary sky
Watching empty streets
Shutting

the salt water people
We always live by the sea
Now I'm down here living in the city
With my man and a family

My island home, my island home
My island home,

there
Fightin the waves
You're a good man
And I'll see you again
The time keeps on creepin
As each year goes by
My faith in you deepens
I don't really

a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My

shit''
Man, you better just prove that
I ain't gat time for that shite, fella
Hype beast all your life, you better
Take the gram with a pinch of salt
They

drive by ina di tint up
To di bwoy face di ball ah fire
One ah dem ah try run
Yuh wah buy a sprint out?
Mek di fire from di bryco iron him shirt
Him