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I done made it through
The dark and the light
Pipe down
Cause the talk is the hype
You ain't the boss
We ain't walking alike
Ain't fly he a narc

should all 
Be cramp'd into a planisphere.
        
As lines, so loves oblique may well 
Themselves in every angle greet 
But ours so truly parallel,

you in the sky
Little angel, flip your wings and glide
Little angel, be with me tonight
Little angel, little angel
Little halo, I see you in the sky

Heaterz

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

Hang glide for my nigga Tical
Yo, word to God we run this whole shit Son (no doubt)
Right that's my word, guaranteed you're dealin' with

light starze scar scare let be the Odd trash cant be us in-utune capture mo high se ce cezure calm out tierd of moooh baby bot baa baa boo boo baby do

the porch, smokin' opp pack in the Royce
I'm with R5, R5
Catch you at the red light, black out
Yeah, we guaranteed to shoot his lights out
Yeah, I

to a place
Make you feel like Heaven!

Put your make-up and your Gucci on
Rock star like, baby, camera, lights
Movie's on!
Plus, I feel the vibe of what you

Grow Your Own

Small Faces

Rock Roots

1976

old
And I'm looked at, inspected, hated, accepted

The wise men they wrangle
Their minds look for angles and meaning
(Meaning)
But the ceiling is light

Ain't nun light over here light the kush up
Soon as they step we step we ready
If you lookin fa me n**** look up
Im blowin strong in dis hoe like

Catch me on the atlas
This is just madness
You might get dismantled
Hanging on an angle

Blowing up
Come to the show
You don't wanna see it from

glide
Mufuckas talk out they neck 'til we light his ass up with that fire
Ice cold, need a cryochamber
Shit cold, need to buy a banger
Shorty ride, ride,

Dennis the menace
That young boy cast to the side
I promise you a good time
I'm trying to ride
On this fantastic voyage
With you alongside
We gon' glide

that trigger emotion
A seed born out of darkness races for the light
One in a hundred million don't give up without a fight
Seasons spring a new leaf

wonder who is going to win the fight
Don't ask if im high cuz you couldn't even reach this height
I'm weightless like a feather so i glide soo light
No

at the ends

Would you say it's not the best way
To keep from rolling over
Cut off from yourself

Pray then light a penny candle
Try to get a handle
Slowly

VERSE 1
In my dreams I have seen it as over the mountain tops I glide
I leave this earthly body with angels on each side
They carry outward

I'm on angles lately
Can't see straight
Glide the pavement
I just want my money
Wants my bands
My bag

You can't hold my hand
I'll hold myself on top

That I glide on 
Thinking damn what if I got this all wrong? 
What if all of my plans go wrong? 
What if my goals are all wrong? 
What if a nigga don't

is so short, one day it'll all pass
For today I'm open wide as an eagle glides
Cutting all these knives at the
Angles of my evil side

I've been

Its real light
Had so much on my plate
That my plate broke
Pastor had told me tuck my chains
And I should pray more
Mama said protect your heart

Wash Away
Wash Away
Till our last thought rains
And our problems wash away

Close your eyes and fly
Glide by my side
The righteous will survive
Dyin'

your shit fuck your clique
Fuck that weird love triangle
Get mad but you don't see it from my angle
Now you ain't my timetable
You ain't getting this

In angles sharp we find our way
Edges defined night turns to day
Exploring paths both old and new
Shape to perfection journey we pursue
Round

Rock the Casbah

Ill Harmonics

An Octave Above the Original

Writin' facts, which reacts
To patterns of brain
When they tangle
Losin' crews in my cypher
Like Bermuda Triangle, we angle
Cross links on a mike 
For