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Kilcher, asking who shot ya?
Pool filter after laps with Chewbacca
Wearing a walkman; I swear it's a problem
Drawn to the rhythm like Sarah McLachlan
Met

at the turn of the 20th century… 

V3 Woman 2 Fanny Levy, and Sarah Edelson, 

when all is said and done, they were the first to truly set women free…

this sadist revival, hand in hand

Lost in the city lights where dreams collide
A million faces passing by a kaleidoscope of life
Caught up in the rhythm

Minds numb from my vocals,
Hearts beat to the rhythms,
Eyes blind to the cruelty,
Blood spilled for my mercy,
Thoughts infatuated,
Lives all

came through
But you got arrested by the transport police

Is it also true that you fancy Suh Suh Suh
Sarah Palin

Well we all must meet again sometime

song. Never been nothin' but country strong. It's the way I was raised. I wouldn't have it any other way. I was drawn to the rhythm of a radio. Head over

remembrance
Or maybe we're all edging off the precipice
If so, at least we get to see the end of this
It goes up down left right
Simple designs
Drawn by

would've thought I passed you by when things were getting cold
Loosened my grip and felt a tug drawn where you usually go
Turns out we're of the same fold
We

nothing to wash ashore
The line between good and evil
Is drawn by you the world is too complex
It's designed by who?
The Supreme Architect, respect is given

wrong
Coz life is made up, of several lives - and so it's long

We know you wonder, bout all the things that you did to me
First you cried and then you

cuz
In the meantime, y’all was sleeping on the king
Dreaming and scheming for mines. By Any means
Meanwhile, the trials in-between were extremely

Intro"I dont worry ill tell you im a man who believes that ive died 20 years ago and i live like a man who is dead already i have no fear whatsoever

"Cause you can never go home anymore
Listen"

She whistles when she speaks
Got the high pitch shrieks
Sends sex signals to the rhythm of the beat
In

240 lb from back then, way back, why what who where when
Well, two decades in the makin, take it all in
From the kid of my life, I felt drawn in
Not

that rhythm running wild
In my guts, raising hell inside
My feeble mind, I've tried coming home
But I been exiled defiled
Unreconciled with the child

to myself
Where the treasured derives, the sculpted clue of renaissance
Puzzled by the piece not choosing to fit
Points on weighed on crooked scales
To damn

to myself
Where the treasured derives, the sculpted clue of renaissance
Puzzled by the piece not choosing to fit
Points on weighed on crooked scales
To damn

right I, take you to ten when I move so light I
Was quick on my feet, drawn to The melody
At age eleven I was writing songs with the heavens
Cause my

what happens
I stand by the rhythm
And blow a naysayer's head off
When they give it a listen
Now I don't need to keep a piece
To keep the peace
I'm just

of respect, so
I just take what I’m owed 
Im a women I don’t deflect 
You seen my reflexes
So don’t talk unless you Texan 
My boundaries protected 
By a bad

Going Off

Bavu Blakes

Create & Hustle

2002

I get used to the trends then my style just blends
With contemporary rhythms and then you're drawn in
Yawnin' at other folks who utter quotes

great
You relate with the scrolls that's written foretold
Scheming hard for the gold as the storms did roll
Rhythm giving that vision bring it

fear, I begin to see clearly:
The journey has just begun…

First breath is burning me, I scream as fire fills me.
Each sound is deafening, scared by