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to the touch
Can't believe a split tongue right behind it are the teeth 
Think I've become immune to your poison 
Battered and bruised abused by your noises

The Professionals

Tracey Lee

Many Facez

1997

right here. 

Glad y'all could make it. 



[Voices of approval from the Reepz] 



Verse One: 



TL:My niggaz, check this shit out, I just

money thats counterfeit
All y'all fuckers can suck my dick
My shit look like a banana split
Harder then a peach pit
Y'all gonna see the size of it
Bit by

gonna eat it up, yeah
Baby a freak with an app-tight
You sleep on me nap time, better past time
When I split it like half time
Tmase is a go getter, ain’t

do I compare?

You tried to take my love and my dreams
Rip them apart and split all the seams
Had me believe this was my requiem
I'm done with all

And trust me I've tried
You came into my life spreading nothing but joy
So when we split I was stuck filling the void
But now I just keep falling for you

of spending in the red now we getting by
Voices still be fucking with my head gotta let em' slide
I've been on a high getting used to winning motives looking

caught between my second thoughts

Foreign voices are setting my dreams alight
They're ne'er do well by design
But I hope if they wrote
Adding incendiary

calling me home!
You want to turn me back,
but I won’t stay to seek!

I’m the crown of the height and the depth.
I’m the core of a split
what you’ll always

You made me feel like Superman

I think of all these moments
Full of joy  we used to spend
When i came back at night
You ran into my arms
And your voice

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

gon' save me
Cause I've been bought by the King
Gotta honor the father who embraced me
But we're the Demons (Yeah yeah yeah)
The voice inside your head

Power to lift us higher, or collapse into dust 
Myriad split of beings, yet sharing the same tongue  
Our new earth will be run by slaves of this

Twisting tongues go on and on and on

So much to offer!
So warm in its hold!
Unite with the voices!
Let them sing!
Let them sing!
Let them sing!
Be one with

setback, major comeback, fine print
No emotion, only business, I'm split
Between being a pussy and a real copout
Never touch the sky you heard 'em say
Or be

Never
Will
I
A phrase that I will live by
A phrase that will never get by

Never will I close my eyes
Never will I hold the lies
If you want it come

The Gift

Lloyd Cole

Live at the BBC, Vol. 1 [Lloyd Cole]

2007

at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor

The Gift

The Velvet Underground

Peel Slowly and See

1995

tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor

Amsterdam

John Denver

Take Me to Tomorrow

1970

a drunkin' down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's born
On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns early light.

In the port of Amsterdam

the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched

before I found my own voice yeah (my own voice)
Lost myself before I found my own voice yeah (Ah-ah)

Gotta go and get it yeah I gotta go and get it yeah I

it all comes round
A familiar voice tells me joy is not allowed
The walls talking to me I'm accustomed to the sound
But I'm haunted by the noise ain't

Die G dangerous, since my daddy bust me out
The tip of his dick
Biggie Smalls with the Wickedest shit
Spit clips, niggas split like bananas
Flavour like

ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans