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the pigment
The motive to the intent
Our history is ancient
Even to the ancient
We are not adjacent
The cover-up is blatant
There is no replacements
And still,

Ash: There's a feeling I'm getting
I just can't explain
Makin' me glad tonight
Maybe it's Christmas
Maybe the snow
Maybe the mistletoe

Misty:

I've been hearing rumours
People talking in the street
Little whispers and murmurs
Bout the corporate elite
Folks are telling secrets
Folks are tired

Bruce Lee
I tie you back like Python strings
Break you down you just cant flea

Pretty Lost in the Desert
You need the foundation
  Ash hash
To build

Light the history books up 
cfter those words burn to black ash  I use that to write black facts  
Light the books up  Light the history books up This

For me
And you making claims that you want it
But you in the back keeping secrets
Those secrets from me
Now It's history
I know what we had, it's all

I follow close to father
But feel so far behind how often do i ponder
What secrets he may hide
I carry mother's ashes
Why can't she see me now
My

Mountains of Gold

Everything Is Recorded

Everything Is Recorded by Richard Russell

2018

I would like to know
It's much louder than before
All the secrets of our tribes
Can you hear me?

Mountains of gold (It's much louder than

you never really know where you're going until you look back
And see how far you come
You got to know your history it can't be a secret cuz you'll turn

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the secrets that I keep
I've been broken over beats
Y'all understand why I'm elite

I got ash on my jeans
Smoking backwoods
Look like Ash from E-D
In them back

There are very few moments in our lives where
We have the privilege to witness history
Taking place this is one of those moments
The people of Egypt

Get me the fuck outta here
Why'd I say you can call me daddy
Trigga let the beat bang

So what's your secret
Love, loyalty, respect
Doing

killing, raping, sugar in they tanks, cant take it too far
Everybody comment on raisin a generation
But history just repeatin and we all play a part
And so

a picture I feel like Bob Ross
Writing my history, someone call Ross
Fuck with my boys And you takin a loss
Do not care what it cost today
I hit them with

me?

So you hide yourself away 
You think you're an ember undiscovered in a pile of ash
You tell yourself your secrets
And you dream you'll make it

Leyline
Alkahestry, shifting your history
Bringing that inner peace, or you’ll leave in
Pieces, solar systems in my thesis
Thesis counting solar system

Witness our victory
Bask in the glory
Of what will become history
Tremble in fear
If you can't provide worth to me
The harvester comes
And you pray that

the bees
They stuck him on a pyre
Ignite the gasoline
Burned to ash by the fire
Cabriny green was the scene
Where residents intervene
They know the dark

trumpets as this martyr will pass 
Long at last
It's ash to the rhythm 
Cash for the rhymes 
History times itself, a damage of axis 

And we just steady

secrets
Tell me nothing
Tell me all of your history
Or anything at all
Tell me all of your lovers
And I'll hold you
Tell me I'm the maddest love
You've ever

the tent top towns 
Manic light yells down and everything around you bows
An ash tree shrouds hot skin wet from the creek 
Where the sky meets the ground now

souls
Histories and tombstones but a faded practice
No one left the victors to survive
Led to burn for nothing but a brand new horror
Forced upon

Humanity's reset 
A cured paradox 
Unnatural law

Into a world of wonder where all secrets go
Standing on the scattered ash of a history unknown 

Burns by