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Exposed and vulnerable

I want to feel the joy that's like a picture
Full of warm colors and broad brush strokes
I want my soul to know I can be delighted

and you

You spoke of adventures,
A life lived long ago
And paints with a broad brush
Of all the colors that you see
You’re beautiful and bright
But broken

K.O.S. (Determination)

Black Star

Black Star [LP]

1998

And your hero's using your mind as a canvas to paint fear
With, broad brush strokes and tales of incarceration
You get out of jail with that Knowledge

I thought it seemed strange
Broad brush strokes
and long summer weddings
With friends so eager
to embrace the interior
cnd on the one
c wider heaven

not what they think
You can calm yourself with a small drink

But you're not just a lush
You can paint yourself with a broad brush
If they find out who

to keep up an interest in pigments
When every colour palette is a passing figment
I hate to be commended on my use of acrylics
Every broad brush stroke is

broad brush painter overstuffed folder you've got it labeled enemies i need to crush It's a bit much
 Big umbrella everyone sits under make it

wanna
Yeah, this beat my easel
I'm boss as Bob Ross with my broad brush strokes, yeah
Happy mistakes I gladly make
You see haphazard splatters of tropes

Now they’re working to survive, one day at a time
Don’t paint them all with one broad brush They’re not all the same
Some just need a chance to get

Lemon tree scent's all over me
Intoxicating, nectar drunk, I fell asleep
You colour in my dreams
With broad brush strokes of a memory

We were

y'all ain't here
And your hero's using your mind as a canvas to paint fear
With, broad brush strokes and tales of incarceration
You get out of jail with

so big
How do you stand, how do you stand, how do you stand?
And you're painting broad brush strokes with an olive branch
In you're hand, in you're

With too broad a brush
And it's getting
The best of us
Yeah, we're painting
With too broad a brush
And it's getting
The best of us
Everybody likes

talk a different language - we see things so differently
I sweep broad brush strokes; you dot your I’s, you cross your T’s
Have I lost proportion – can’t

tempt and tease)
And I couldn't be a saint (then laugh at Me when I'm on my knees)
Blame it all on bad behavior or with that Broad brush that they paint

the blastin'
Broad brush paints a view of the world like it's past tense
But all the ugliness is on the face today, blemished
Don't want unity efforts, protests

turned
around and pointed at me. you compound your racism
by painting criticism with the broad brush charge of
bigotry. so think before you open your mouth

enough (yeah) fair enough

Let's take a closer look at the strippers
To see if they got something to hide
Oh yeah!

Painting Islam with a broad brush
Makes

Neon Guts

Pharrell Williams

Luv Is Rage 2

2017

ahead of y'all
New crib, got a better yard
Two years, I got hella cars
Since the eighth grade I had hella broads
Hella broads, hella broads
Yellow

People start getting nervous
I paint with a broad brush
Give in to the blind trust
You're probably doing the same
Anyway
I don't know much these days
I

On the way down
The hands of fate began
To play my song
A ghost turning around

I've seen her face and I know
A brush with death
In broad strokes
A blink

or auditory learners
Mic or black book burners
Broad-brush victims with a vicious vendetta to prove they are not them
I got you, every road less traveler

me

Unfinished painting, lines I'm placing 
There's no mistaking in this mirror I'm facing
Broad brush strokes, I flow, unload 
Ink from pens and lead

Paint dripping from the brush
Broad strokes are not enough
To tell this story

Four pints I'll say was one
If you catch me stumblin' home
I swear