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farewell kiss
left me to play the poet game.

I watched my country turn into
a coast-to-coast strip mall
and I cried out in a song:
if we could do all that

Poet's Moon [Bonus Track]

Fish

Sushi: Live in Utrecht

1994

Prayers met and questions answered,
As the world whirls in the darkness.
I'm still staring at the skies under a Poet's moon.
A night black as Hoodlo's

Lets go!
If you don't know, you’re about to know right now You’re about to learn
Education

Pick up poet tree. Pick up poet tree. Pick up poet tree.

Personification!
Time flew by.
Personification!
The moon hid behind the clouds.
Personification!
The wind howled all night.
Personification!
My alarm clock screamed.

A drunken poet nigga look at what Im makin (look at what Im makin)
It aint a risk unless you go and fuckin take it (nigga go and take it)
Im Writin

shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
Make a man of him
Put him to trade
Teach him
To play monopoly and
To sing in the rain.
The poet

ass ghetto poet until my last
Ghetto poetry thugged out conversations
Observe the way of our trials and tribulation
No hesitation, penetrating to get

My House

Lou Reed

The Blue Mask

1982

The image of the poet's in the breeze
Canadian geese are flying above the trees
A mist is hanging gently on the lake
My house is very beautiful

of music and you
Love to let it out in little bits so I can understand you
Sing, weary dreamer, that's the best place to start
Sing, my Poet Heart

My Poet

pockets bloated
We keep the glocks reloaded (Bow)
That’s my dog
Like Rick and Morty
And I’m rolling
Like a rollie pollie
Uma money poet
Uma money poet

poetry between his lines

Deep within them stirs a need to share the words

cnd the poets simmer on through the night

Feathery flames of metered prose

To the world we scream out in vain
Empty voices without any face
Our own voice, of poets in jail
Dust, just ash and dust
Is what will remain, we are empty handed

Let It Slide

Edwin McCain

The Austin Sessions

2003

Dreary Memphis city night,
Dark like a Kennedy's veil,
Shaky like them motorcycle lights,
Leading all them angels at hell,
I gave out my very

Yeah, yeah
They call me hood poet
Hood poet, they know that I'm gon' hold 'em down, I'm good for it
Got enough pull to have the whole hood blowin
I

(Mmm)   
(Mmm)
Aye, aye
POET, POET             
RJ, POET
(Caps Ctrl) Spent so much time, spent some much time
Perfecting every line, perfecting every

in the field
To get wine, now I'm drinking it
I feel better and worse-
I have something to say to Mao
& the poets of China that won't come out-
It's

Last night out in Livonia
The jukebox stood me up
Willie Nelson on the way
So was a little Rush
But the barman taking orders
Stuck in a couple dimes

at what you call dissolution,
And I know the amplitude of time.

I am the poet of the body
I am the poet of the soul.

The pleasures of heaven are with me,

at what you call dissolution,
And I know the amplitude of time.

I am the poet of the body
I am the poet of the soul.

The pleasures of heaven are with me,

Every girl knows the music guy
Gets you hooked on his melody
Play you all your favorite songs
And point out your similarities 
Then you have

Only time I see my friends
Is on the posters in the bar room wall
Only time I hear their voice
Is in a drunken late-night hotel call

See you're out

want it
Take some time to wait in line
I'm a poet and you know it
All my rhymes so divine

Every night chica got me sneaking out the sorrority
I just

the day we see you rise again uh

Thug Poet Street analyst is this, the
Thug Poet Hustlers bang out to
Thug Poet Flows for your block, Hip-Hop
Thug Poet

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It's hard out here for a poet
It's hard out here for a poet
It's hard out here for a poet 
It's hard out here -
You know it