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Thomas Edison invented the sandwich
Warm meat between two layers of bread
And he also invented the lamp
Warm light between two layers of lead
Mr.

above ghosts of leviathans
Starting to peel like the layers of a bulb
Revealing the tainted key to enter the pulse

Like sparks cast from flint
Life descents into the unseen
The time we spend on this bulb
Finding ways to survive
The story of our kind
Written in

Allium cepa that bulb that I'm needing
Vegetable I'm needing 
Peelings got me weeping
Allium Cepa have me all up in my feelings 
Has my eyes stinging

Lightning Fire Magic Prayer

N.E.R.D.

No One Ever Really Dies

2017

Sing the letter g
Hmm, okay, "G!"
Lightning fire magic prayer
Lightning fire magic prayer

(N.E.R.D) Light bulb, fire and cause of all that is

_Verse 1:_  
When the night falls on a city of dark secrets,  
Between shadows and lights, where my fear lives.  
The light of wandering bulbs — this

a light show
The stone in my ear, look like a light bulb
In '03 I was OT, with the OG, tryna be low-key
New crib in Hawaii, blue and red light, no cop

to shoulder, we march on, might lead us
Where the bulbs hum themselves into the loaded air

First, there was I, then there was us
Off goes the layers

to dodge the rain.  
What motivated it?

c tall beacon of light, fused with wires of buzzing crowds.
Its glass bulb a thin layer of hope and expectations.

The wick of the candle
Is almost burnt up
So they brought an electric lamp
But now the flickering has stopped
It didn't fool us
So they made a bulb

as it gets
Covered in sores absorb the wet

Quadrillion deaths everyday
More are born in layers lay
Burn in the sun break the bulb
Unlucky ones grow old

of your fears
So I can flurish
Puts the shook in your bones (in your bones)
Making all my noise when
Your parents ain't home
And if the bulbs burnt out
In

of your fear
So I can flourish
Puts the shook in your bones
Making all my noise when
Your parents ain't home
And if the bulbs burnt out
In my underground

layers to this I'm peeling it, open the gate to me there ain't no sealing it
And even the deaf people hearing it, my shit is final there ain't no appealing

a spectrum
I lost layers of skin
Corpse in a living body
I don't lie about my truth
Don't tell me that you worry
For twenty fucking years
Your game

Really goin hard
Peelin back layers
Tryna understand truth
What is God sayin
He said I'm not in last place
Playin second fiddle
If the flame get doused
He

waves 
No it never stays, it just comes in waves 

I am the dirt that keeps them buried in the layers of the earth 
The searing bulb that prays they never

The house is rickety and dark
Like some kind of old camp cabin
I appear in the hallway
Lighted only by a single hanging bulb
It smells wet

fuck around
My work was calling me but I was up in another town
For the big names we the brick layers
In this sick game we the risk takers
Raise the Bic

Got em brainbox scratching
And grey matter itching
My light bulb flashing
They're lights camera
But no action
They write vulgar
With no passion
I write

can afford this voice
Until new layers spawn, I hoist all the sheets up
Glue all the joists, what's the point I'm preying on
Do I speak with a foreign