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Kaolin Queens (Helen Watson and Katherine Watson)
Four moor’d vessels and one gone sailing
Light upon union when the crafts touch shore
Years of test

to the bulkheads, secure them tightly,
We'll use the skills and the crafts that our fathers taught us,
We work with pride, not as slaves, no one ever bought us.

then this nigga' buzz was tremendous
In the lab
Me and Rock tryna perfect our craft
What the fuck? Next thing you know
We came across Lift Me Up it was

fannin' out
Do some live shows for the people that respect the craft
And make sure that the audience be jamming out
This that
4 and long shotgun

A carbon copy in the veins
To craft a curse of a life constrained

I can't become
I can't be
The you in me
The you in me
I can't succumb
Sever me
From

the tomb where the goons is
The inevitable doom is set to ruin the union
In this unholy communion
Once a reputable rune
Ss sooner losing its plumage
With

Captial Hill to work out a
Compromised Health Care plan
He lost his voice after his
State of the Union
Speech a roof collapsed at
A supermarket in

What's up, girl?
Nice to meet ya, how you doin'?
Let's have a brief discussion 'bout
This beauty you exuding my name is Craft
And me I got a passion

lemme learn, lemme learn you now

Had to chase this dream, I was on my grind
Workin' on my craft took up all my time
I gotta beware, I'm near

Beneath the Howling Stars

Cradle of Filth

Cruelty and the Beast

1998

ensued
Elizabeth's mood
Tempered by the craft of a vitreous moon
In slick black iciness it grew
To consume
The wench Her tower tombed
Tending to Her

squares of Holy Roman
Catholicism in an eye
To deeply sow, where sorrow rose
Having all tomorrows
For our wedded union to impose

The world in misery

define my efforts
And I refine my craft, so they can find the treasure
Bitch I know I'm gifted, I'm like Christmas presents
I'm like a breath of fresh air

womb This is the song of the goddess,
the key to the great union.
Anoint your breast and your womb
Widen the door of the new fate
And introduce yourself

BANDS THAT MASHUP CROSBY STILLS & NASH WITH COOLIO
BOOZE AT UNION POOL AFTER MOVING THROUGH THE STUDIO
BUSHWICK AIN'T EAST WILLIAMSBURG, BUT NIKKUHS TRIED

I've been chilling
Focus in and concentrate
And the state of my union
Is that music coming soon
Feeding EP's like communion
Working to the sun and moon

eyes hurt 
Its that simple
So Have a donut for dilla come get this light work

Louie: Wild prxfits debuting we moving the state of the Union 
Communion

Strain!
True Teacher Blessings Washed Negative Karma Stain!
Pure Light in Heart The Gift Wish All Retain!
Union with Truth Regained So No Complains!
Cracked

haven't found what I seek.

I won't let the weight of my sorrow and grief make me sink...

clone at night your spirit comes, and crafts a shield of light.

to the gold let the digits on fold
Never considered the damage of all the shit I sold
Remember my first mission with my bro in Union
Never share your Addy where

don't jump into conclusions
Confusion no good for our union
Broke up got back again what a reunion
No tinubu but you deserve all my bullion
On a mission

me hone the craft

residing in a constant
where the stasis demonstrates
a disarray of union
for the constant to remain

ever changing
catch a glimpse

many trends that the school should have paid me some cream
Played with them sticks my junior year whole time should have been on the team
I went to Union

Back to the board and try again
Scribble and torn and try again
Dribble some war and try a-ah

I don't care 'bout the craft that you put in your abs
You

the sweets?
Cause these honies are tempting
I think I'm in for a treat
Come be apart of my Mysterious playlist
Incase we get seperated
Meet up at Union Square