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take stock in
Only finding solace in
Literal truths
Books by Aldous Huxley
And the poems i wrote for you
Raised a wolf inside the house
To keep

dwell

A hat stranded by an abandon handrail
The wind will take it a long way away
Take me with and we'll start anew
Drop me off at the house of blues

of love

I can't count the times I sat and wondered how we'd ever get by
You looked at me, yeah, you kind of laughed and said, "baby, we'll be alright"

money money 
Make money money.
I say take money money 
Take money money.
csithand' isbhamu kodwa sphathwa yithi.
S'hlala singena mali kodwa ukutshwa

Drinking all my blood
Just take me, use me to your dream
Take me, drink my blood
And tell me what about you dream
Use me i'm your pretty girl

Woman, I mean Girl
You built your igloo in the amazon basin
You take every photo you can fit your face in
What did you mean by "the house we could've

'm one foot out, me and B then it's a cookout
Turn it up, apply the pressure, .45 that's by the dresser
All these rappers cappers, I should put them

in hell
With a curse until I get there
With this story to tell
And a verse so deranged you put
Your house up for sale
And get the fuck outta town
Cause

I was never the daughter you wanted
That's the thing we never say
But that's the truth and that's okay
We live in a house that's haunted
There's

Time to Fall

Radio Birdman

The Essential Radio Birdman: 1974-1978

2001

Woke up alone,I ain't got nothin' to lose
Over at your house,nothin' on nothin' to do
Take the back off the T.V,circuits there for you
Run dry

Taught by Master Fard, hard
Now I'm pulling your card (Ah yeah)
We travel, unravel, dabble in the dopeness
A jam that make you want
To know who wrote this

and her neck
She settles back, on imitation leather
Takes a left run and puts the pedal to the metal

I can't sleep when I'm dreaming about you
I have

SmthnthtIwnt

The Social Experiment

Surf

2015

in my closet
What's so bounded by sound is that her word never left me
While the departed all counting sheep, I am busy counting my blessings
Unc been

nas zostać
Te kilka płyt prawd z codziennego życia
W czasach gdy hiphop wyszedł z ukrycia
Szczególny przekaz to jest priorytet
Czynem i słowem

numb when I take meds
Feel good when I count bread
I think I'm running out my time, and I ain't chasing no limelight
Tryna hold it in tonight, and life's

fence that's fueled by silence
Don't get it twisted it's just me myself dusty vinyls
In the basement I been itching jeans is baggy hiding
Hind sight I was

man
Take the devil by his hand 
Show ‘em the ropes 
Dust off ya feet if you can 
You not a diligent man 
Not being as real as you can 
What is ya plan

they're about 
Always got a plan if not then I figure it out
From young been the man
8 years old was running my house

People are gonna hate on you and it's

around
Every day is win I came up from the ground

Member them days it was me and Killy
Plotting on a mill at grandmas house
Ttc on the road to the east

and they can't breathe, just take that in
I “doodle rhymes and write”, draw hot summers
Sad news covered about dreamchasers and shot runners
Some students go

It's time to take a stand in this cesspool


Playaz play the game we keep rollin on
Slow down drivin' on empty
With my mind strapped to a bomb
I got

Living in Incest

Esham

Judgement Day, Vol. 2

1992

met him,
That look in his eyes I won't forget 'em.
He act like he didn't want me takin' you out,
Like your house was a prison, I was breakin' you out.

anything that fucking moves
ready aim fire blam!
oh my god i can't believe
the antlers on that buck
it would take 40 men
to load him in the truck
niceshot

Midgets With Guns

Pain

Midgets With Guns

1996

'm funny.
Don't come by, I'll be making jokes about you.
But then again, you could come in.
We could make fun of all the things we used to yesterday.
I've got