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we balance it up
Big batty looking balanced and that
Nuff water like we run out a tap
Like a window now im tappin' on that
Say
Maro Maro Baby Maro
Maro

Unlock the door and seat I just lean it
Turning the key and the brake I release it
Load up this song and the volume increases

Windows Down, Breeze Blowing

Storm Warning

Latyrx

Quannum Spectrum

1999

perturbed and quite determined to be heard
So the ocean floor bursts the earthquake emerged
And it formed a network of corridors
Which made the earth

Outside the Window
With the tints low
Raw draws on the indo
Wait for you to step to my Mine so I can blow
They don't really want some no Naaah
Got no

the spiders
And was left with the mosquitoes
But these blood suckers leave a bump
Those blood suckers always want to free-load
Yo, who's that peeking in my key

have, one mix tape, for the skating session
blessed with flow, never gettin out of hand, never load manage, when my game on the road
foes step ginger,

caught with the load, wasn't theirs, they ain't told none (haan)
That's a real one (haan), ayy, but a victim still
Yeah, plug in the socket is how I hit

The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

up now
Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down
Down by the river where the litter sits
And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like

wash of time, we so easily lose sight of the individual tragedies, and the little chance events from which life and death hang in the balance, woven

(Yeah)
Ain't it ironic how we feel so alive? (Ain't it ironic)
How much you makin'? Baby, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I don't care to network wit' ya
I don't care

take that load if you think that you can't manage
I call Dink he ain't talking he just doing damage
Niggas cool but they far from real
You ever seen

him. He didn’t even flinch. 
When she was thirteen, only a year after the trauma, she put her head through her bedroom window one night. Her parents

limitless

Balance the lows of course 
Just don't blow your load 
Of serotonin so easily, boy
Know when to take a half
Instead of the whole tab
Or watch more

Next up switch it right back
Windows tinted all black
In the back of a Jag
And a full backpack
With a sack of the gas
Off to the moon with a blast
Puff

paying my dues
He can't relate he can't walk in my shoes
The load coming in buss it down with the crew
I woke em up they was sleeping on me
He went out bad

Somebody close that door I can't afford to let a draft in
I'm running head first in a headwind-and here we go again
Balance, thank God for

basking in the glory
She's a hot-mess, knowing all the kids are dressed, at the car, load them up, now shes off, red eye, one eye shut
Sun becomes

the windows down
Doing doughnuts in front of an old man house
Somebody grandpa bout to be pissed
But we just some young kids give shit about the consequence
We

we extract, transform and load;
Deliverance messages we ship, tell and boat;
I promise to keep my promise and make a solemn oath;
I kick a verse worth

Winter time sick flow, some kind of Balance on
Fresh tape up, twist getting they fuck'n hang on
Riding in an Ac truck messing up the ozone
Quarter

angel, I'm her devil
Spread our wings
We touched the sky
Might bring me balance
The one thing we been missing in this life
Took my heart, then broke me
Now

skip to da moanin
Gah damn I'm high denna bitch
I can tell by yo posture u loaded as shit
All that's stuck in my head to get a load of da dick
Been

Playing nigga? Colin Kaepernick
Motherfucker

You got the memo, murder game is my MO
(Fact though) lurk the frontline
Not from out of the window (No)
Take