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God, but in return
Turn away to glorify, validate scripture
All evil turning good and all the goodness in the world
Being twisted by the devil, twisted

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

don't support I got a wife a son and a daughter
I'm paying my bills I'm paying the loans I pay for it all including the phones
I'll never trade this life

And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound 
I've always been profound
You can tell by my classic sound 
Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns 
Trust me I know

And I'm here, seeking for a British Pound 
I've always been profound
You can tell by my classic sound 
Yeah, I'm here to play with nouns 
Trust me I know

Woman: Come on honey, wake up
Woman: You said you's gonna get a job today
Man: yawn
Woman: Come on, we got bills to pay
Woman: I'm tired of this, no

Oedipus Rex

Tom Lehrer

An Evening Wasted with Tom Lehrer

1959

friend is
When he found out what he had done
He tore his eyes out one by one
The tragic end to a loyal son who
Loved his mother

So be sweet and kind

whip) yeah, let me say it, bro

Gas in my jar, gas in my car
My mama prayed hard 'cause her son a star
Automatic start, range hella far
Pull up by my

nigga
Fuck appeal fuck a Percocet
I'm tryin' pay my mother bills
Leave my son a will, so my son could chill
Take him off the block so the
Cops don't hunt

Mac and Brad

Scarface

The Truth

1999

Back and forth

Lets do it
What you want to hear?

I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr. 
Scarface
Some of that

cases 
How you motivate your sister sending crying faces 
How you motivate your mother who can’t pay her bills 
I had to toughen up and take some Chances

old lady up (Your old lady up)
You put that on your mother that you was gon make it
I see she still getting in cabs (You lied)
Now She want her son

pouting lips
Knowing what the damage did
Knowing I'm the source of light and leaving bring her darkness back
That's some real spilled sour milk
Poured it by

get fly
When mi look nothing nu buy
Link I'm link and him send cross some pie
Now mi got di supply
Mi a di duffel bag boy
Buy mi son any mother flipping

smart 

Or you back to nothing 

for the mother’s 
Who prayed 

In d morning 

More grace to your 
Table 
Overloading 

Your sons are doing 
Good 
Life’s

bills and taxes give me stress
But that don't make it right to place bullets in my chest
Cause now my momma gotta ask how to bury her son,
The same person

No, no, no, I got some shit for y'all niggas. Hold up!
I'm 'bout to set it on y'all niggas!

I been that Indigo Child since the birth of me. Perfect

a process eventually
Eventually? You gotta be kidding me!
By the way, I'm talking to the Mother Being
The Goddess of all Everything, Everything
My first

the kaleidoscope of life
I am the prism the creates the spectrum of humanity
My black body is as fertile as the Nile reservoir, and my soul shines like the son's

At some point I told myself
I would find us all a place and we would move down south
I'd buy us some acres in the Carolinas or Georgia
I think by

mother's pain and commend her for the sacrifices she made
It made me sad knowing her dad wasn't in the picture, recite some scriptures, these
Girls are not

Touch Me

The Isley Brothers

Between the Sheets

1983

one has called but my homies and some bill collectors
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, something

I got some errands In the city
Get some sleep then Ill be gone
Kiss my mother on the cheek
She know her son goin' be the one
Grab my coat and my tote

Evil Emotion's, this is some West Coast Shit
Let's Cruise by the Ocean and Toke it!
I know that I'll be with you some day
This life is nothing but