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Supine in shade
Of an old Prairie Cascade
Cheek chalk-full of Bubble Tape
I was living like a king
I dog-eared every other page
Of a Dupont Registry

the national registry

Your number is now being monitored
By the national do not call registry
Goodbye

Who is it (Who is it)
Late night calling my phone
Who is it (Who is it)

no name

Noname

Room 25

2018

No name for people to call small or colonize optimism
No name for inmate registries that they put me in prison
I sewed the answers in linen
Dance

to a land that doesn't really exist
The energy cuts deep and afraid of the risk
To run away because of all of the trauma he inflicts
Trapped and confused but

we all came for
Cross my heart left for dead
I need you to show me some
Get you some diapers
Cop you a crib
Cop a registry family gone buy you blankets

to be nineteen
Institutionalized all adolescence
Forced on me
Through countless therapists
Digging at every trauma piece
And I never told 'em a word
Of my

me

Bill wit you like Bellamy

You could barely stomach us

But I know you won’t Belly me

I won’t buy into this baby 

this not a registry

Cover

National Anthem
Hit the gas
All real Patriots, stand up
Hit the gas
It’s time to do our fuckin’ job
Hit the gas
Hit the gas
Hit the gas
For those of you

Heyanaa
Heyanana
Heyanaa
Heyanana

The trauma became equal to the freedom that keeps on blocking me
Instead of chocking, diagonal lashing
Retaliation

For every person dealing with the trauma in they mental
I don't wanna die
For every child is born another man is gone
I don't wanna die
For every breath

spoons cause national trauma
My Ireland is saying RIP Billo
And knows Dunphy's a spoofer
My Ireland's trying to survive on the dole
And livin' off

calendars don't plan for summer
In one day sun goes fun to trauma
You know it's a national tragedy
When it's too hot to drink cups of tea
Other countries,

people are patient 
Some seething and waiting
Some stuck into trauma 
There not a fan of the gora
From gujrat to GOA 
The raja's got poorer
The system was

Respect Power

Raekwon

Whiteboys

1999

tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em

Wild Cowboys

Sadat X

No Better Way

1996

your baby who's a year old
Step to war without your armor, results in trauma
Mad drama, I'm the mad bomber
Young girls stay away 'cause I'm dangerous
I'm

Wild Cowboys

Originoo Gunn Clappaz

Da Storm

1996

your baby who's a year old
Step to war without your armor, results in trauma
Mad drama, I'm the mad bomber
Young girls stay away 'cause I'm dangerous
I'm

help us
It's sickening, the whataboutisms along with the eyerolls
Hate crimes ain't start with this virus,
It's just our trauma went viral

Through

letting go of the trauma that leaves me empty inside
I'm letting go of the pressure to be impressive for sure
I just wanna make a difference gotta
Let

Wey carry the cameras for Lekki
Wey total darkness come dey for Lekki toll gate (ay)
Arise O Compatriots, dem dey sing the national anthem
But the army

Before reading the lyrics I wish all survivors and their families the very best in life
And wish not to cause any Trauma
Please avoid if you feel you

Fill up the morgue, with the youth of minorities then
Beating my wife due to trauma from my job duties

A badge that protects you from scrutiny
A full

our traumas
I'm in a sane asylum
Bitching bout many dogmas
Piece keeping daily lamas
Weekend could turn to drama
Weekend could turn Bahamas
She pop that

yall niggas can't measure (Measure)
Uh I'm doing well on my endeavors (Endeavors)
Uh I keep it light like a feather (Feather)
Uh I'm a national treasure