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surge protector
I'm boutta catch a charge
I get lit when it's hot
Canola oil
Laced weed
Got me baking
Like I'm on aluminum foil
Call me surge protector

Penetrate through the hate
I discern, All the hurt, So why's it burn when it rains
I see them waves that all submerged the historical growth
Approach me, You

Flying through these waters
Think I'm Aquaman for real
Prayer hands to the departed
Lord den swooped 'em off the field
Aviary submerged
These flyers

And just don't send me gods
The greatest lie of life is
The face of god that never shows

A fallen angel with broken vision
He's my protector

I form my new

So let them do that, don't let it
Make you stray from the mission
Don't ever let another man
Determine your purpose and vision
Shooting protectors with

Showering them in golden petals
Drowning them, seeing them gurgle
Lifelessly submerged in acid
Being used for entertainment

Drenched in oils

Highway Robbery

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword

2002

throw those grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left

Highway Robbery

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword [Clean]

2002

grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty

That's ran by the icon who just left Exxon
And spilled

stripes like Hamburgler for my work
Ask Lupe the killa, killa, killa, killa
Mercy, he's a mess! So immersed in his murk
He's two thirds submerged below

The Sounds of Science

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [Japan]

1989

the quarter deluxe, why don'tcha wake up
My mind is kinda flowing like an oil projector
Had to get up and get the Jimmy protector
Went bezerk and worked,

So I rise
Return of ohmnanki 
Mover of life force 
Protector of everything divine 
Masculine and feminine
Let vibration stimulate the nerves

stripes like Hamburgler for my work
Ask Lupe the killa, killa, killa, killa
Mercy, he's a mess! So immersed in his murk
He's two thirds submerged below

out the bottom
I been smokin Cookies with the palm trees
80 degrees
In a season where it change leaves
On a beach
Getting sloppy from a tanned freak
Oil

out the bottom
I been smokin Cookies with the palm trees
80 degrees
In a season where it change leaves
On a beach
Getting sloppy from a tanned freak
Oil

will come a year in which people will have abundant rains, and in which
They will press wine and oil

Then the king said, Bring him to me
But when

broken boat ashore
Spilled fuel enough to take that ship
Twice round the world or more
And filled the air with oil
To paint the islands

As if the sea had

Strutton Ground

Steve Hackett

To Watch the Storms [UK]

2003

And Ebury Street by the sea
Over the Broadway and run

To the end of the Pier
From Kent to Cornwall they're
Submerged by the swelling tide
A small tree

protectors, and we really gotta shield them
They out there defending the lungs of the Earth
The bulldozers come through leave a pile of dirt
And when they step

searching for them WMD!

I'm GWB, I'm protector of the free
Open up your minds to democracy
Open your frontiers to our global schemes
And soon you'll believe

So electrifying, captivating
And waxed with oil of love
Oh! My self,
Isn’t He exceptional?
The embodiment and character of love
Yes, you are

Deep in the shadows
Submerged into the descent
Casted to the trenches
All that we could have been

We fight for our lives
In an endless battle cry

submerged again
I trust the process more than I trust myself
What's underneath the hoods
A job for someone else
Mostly
I can check the oil
And give myself

Bathed in brine, drowned by time
A place where the titans submerged
Downtrodden seas, home to scores of debris
Where Mother's nightmares converged.

nacional, 
“operación Cóndor”, la C.I.A., Pinochet,
el peso en la espalda del bagallero, el salteño olvidado por el gaucho, del siglo XXI.

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