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Tish

TISH was a Canadian poetry newsletter founded by student-poets at the University of British Columbia in 1961. The publication was edited by a number of Vancouver poets until 1969. The newsletter's poetics were built on those of writers associated with North Carolina's Black Mountain College experiment. Contributing writers included George Bowering, Fred Wah, Frank Davey, Daphne Marlatt, David Cull, Carol Bolt, Dan McLeod, Robert Hogg, Jamie Reid, and Lionel Kearns. Influenced by the poetry theorist Warren Tallman, the Tish Group also drew inspiration from the Seed Catalogue and Robert Creeley, Jason Lee Wiens (Professor), Robert Duncan, Charles Olson and Jack Spicer. TISH launched a number of other publications including the alternative newspaper The Georgia… more »

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When I think about all the things I've been through
I never would've made it
I never would've made it without you
A tree can't grow or bear fruit without roots
Without you here to hold me
Oh, I
Never would've made it
Oh, made it, I know
Never would've made it
Made it without your love
Never would've made it

Lost sometimes, I won sometimes
Face my fears, can't run from mine
All the times I crossed the line
All y'all thought I lost my mind
Ask no permission, just forgiveness
They kill the messenger, judge the witness
Your bad decisions bad for business
Offending everybody but you're mad defensive

Never take 'em shopping, you just be bagging bitches
Couple magazine covers, I gotta lot of issues
You fucked up the vibe, you rubbed people wrong
I ain't gon' lie, that night I was rolling and I was stoned
Was it vanity, fair, I had a point though
But really I shot myself in the foot like Tory, yo
Hurt people hurt people I've been on both sides
Found worth in a Bentley, I ain't rock me no bowties

You won't find self love in a check stub
Ain't no happy ending to that back rub
We was down, down, baby, now we back up
I don't put it on the boss but I stack up

Never in a million years, they would've thought we'd be millionaires
Uh, I throw my hands up in the air 'cause my grandmama still in prayer
Never in a million years, they would've thought we'd be millionaires
And my hands still in the air cause my grandmama still in prayer

Everybody noticed that I was super bogus
Couldn't afford a Ford but I was super focused
Trapping out my mama basement, was bagging eigths then
Maybe I'd get my own place if I could get some placements
Fast forward to encores, on packed tours
Fast cars, Scott Storch and passports
Should've bought a crib, could've paid cash for it
'Stead I took it to crazy girls and made 'em dance for it
I know you going crazy girl, your student loans stupid
Lot of niggas shooting at you but ain't no cupids
In overdrive, working overtime for the baby
Don't let a nigga with no car drive you crazy

Made some millions, lost some millions
Been the hero, been the villain
Diamonds up, it's la familia
Real recognize real, y'all not familiar

Never in a million years, they would've thought we'd be millionaires
I throw my hands up in the air 'cause my grandmama still in prayer
Despite anything you hear, while I'm here, let me clear the air

'Cause of you I am somebody
I need somebody
To be somebody
You make me feel like I could be somebody
You make me feel like I could be somebody
Somebody (somebody)
(Somebody, somebody)
(Somebody, somebody) (never would've made it, yeah)
(Somebody, somebody)
(Somebody, somebody)

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