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the gloom by Poe
That misty mid-region between time and place
And Yeats' wood of nothing and a lake of space

Now the end of the road where the stones are

wrists are raining down
From where I swing I know now
I'll die staring at the ground
Sewn through these words is the love I send
And in my chest, I bear

feet
I’m oblivious to it all
I’m tangled and asleep
I’m glued to the ground
While the pieces collide
And I’ve been breaking down
In dreams where you

We came to this fertile place in search of a new life
Where brotherhood and peace could prevail
Side by side we worked the land and built a village

Mufasa
Hmm?
You know we finally here, right?
Where are we?
It's Friday then
Then Saturday, Sunday, what?
It's Friday again
Then Saturday, Sunday,

Mufasa
Hmm?
You know we finally here, right?
Where are we?
It's Friday then
Then Saturday, Sunday, what?
It's Friday again
Then Saturday, Sunday,

the weather no whether if it's nice or not
Whether or not you like this heat or think a nigga hot
Expect me at the top
Your boy godly by nature (Godly nigga)

die 


desertion is 
punishable by death
desertion is when you stop killing yourselves
and aim your weapons at your oppressors
ending the madness 

no

and I keep writing facts
I'm feeling like my body is a prison
Trust me you would never want to be in this position
My vision
Undescribable is my vision
Up

a way to top it
Where do we go from here?
It's hard to find the way when you're controlled by fear
Surrender your doubt
Be the light that gon' drive

Why, why
Do I feel this way
Was just that one kid that no one really liked
Was left by myself that's where I learned to write
I used to ride my bike

Dive bars & parking lots are where I go to get by,
Conversations with strangers to pass the time, yeah
Draft beer & well tequila shots help ease my

If I no go reach there
I no go reach where I Dey today
How I survive am reach the stage
Ọmọ k'òyémi na by His grace

Ìràwọ̀ Íráwọ́ irawọ íráwọ́ ìràwọ̀

Ahoy!
You bastards, pass me the rum
We are going to need it, for our trip
And boy this is going to be such a long trip

The gold has been found

I wanna fast car
I wanna good job
I wanna hot girl
In my hot tub
I wanna nice house
Somewhere by the sea
Where I can waste my time
Sleep all day

It can be hard when you don't fit in
Inadvertently anonymous and can't catch a glance
But I read some books
Listened to some records
And found out

they hear me go
Make it look easy the way I'm spitting on these beats
Rhymes are ones that kill, leaving all your raps deceased
By the way, he's the boy

I  was chasing the darkness
With a rifle and bow
Drums played in the distance
Down the valley below
Faces look empty
The Bodies are cold
Have you

We kind of really clicked
And then became a pair
By end of night

She was a better friend to me
Than I ever was to her
She was a better friend to me

Well so long 2020
I'm so glad to see the back of you
Christmas Day is nearly here
And I've got some shopping to do
It's dark at three-thirty, and my

and valleys
Though it's only by exploring the extremes
That man understands where the middle path is
Centered
One day there won't be any stigmas
About mental

dire
J'veux juste qu'il y'ait un accord entre c'que tu dis et ce que tu vis

Where you see yourself in twenty years?

If God give me breath for 20 more

to me those events are not gunna happen anymore
All the good memories I grew up very much adore
Times I pass by the old house it gives me good

all day, till the sun come up
Fuck a drive by, niggas do walk ups
Sipping on red, in the double R truck
Slide up, hit his block up,  knock, a man down