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a quiet man
Clinical, the medicine has got me spittin' violence

Drop bars on these beats, stayin' up, no sleep, yeah
Paper, paper that I need, grind hard

these vital times
All these clinical trials make it feel like I'm facing double jeopardy
Been sick of crying now my uncles dying
Breathlessly searching

clinical medicine
Don't judge me in comparison
A different specimen
I'm solid I got more backbone a thicker skeleton
I'm riding riding riding in a single

The Andromeda Strain

Shadow Gallery

Room V

2005

Lying by the dying flame, drifting off to sleep
She drops the black leather journal she's been clutching tight
She's a bioengineer, hazard level

Vincent

Car Seat Headrest

Teens of Denial

2016

it harder to speak
When someone else is listening

In the back of a medicine cabinet
You can find your life story
And your future in the side

yeah my name is earl
I like my space just don't leave me alone
I'm in a phase where I often get in my zone
I'm sick in the mind where's my medicine
I'm

have tonight
So I'm holding on
She's letting go
Of the fight

Now I'm writing in my journal, while Laura's sound asleep
It's four hours after midnight in

like a lullaby
That put me to sleep
And I sing it like a pussy that's this deep

KRS is big and scary
I'm that legend, getting cream, legendary
Hear me,

can work for me
$250 a week and you can sleep on the street
Economoic malfuction, consume corruption
Somethin's wrong with this picture
Ecstacy with

on by the New England Journal of Medicine

After years of scientific study
And now we have the key
To endless health and harmony
One pill is all you need

just wish i was up with you lately in the night time
I'm horrified to sleep at night 
I lay awake my soul to take 
Nothing's real every thing is fake
If

I can't hold back
The system can't make me crack
No one could ever make me crack to be living the way they do
This ain't a song it's a journal
I write

intentions. I had to go deeper
Nowhere near sleep. But I'm kind of a dreamer
I done been taking some trips without physically leaving
And physically fighting my

the cell-like holding room
We spent a torturous night together lying on the cold floor
Sharing the pillow, and trying to sleep

The next day Mother and Dad took

the Earth's medicine please sit down

To understand why we live
Where violence is natural
Even though survival is a must
We have to share
Understanding that