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Here in this hole that we fixed
We get further and further and further
For what
We must do

I saw you asleep beside a hole
Your skull inside
in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
yeah I got my own back fade
yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
yeah I got my
a hole in my pocket,
And there's a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.

Atlas shrugged here on planet claire,
With his lead umbrella for
Thought by living in a dream we could figure it out
Where reality took us further down
Thought by living in a dream we could fade it out
She were
And the rest you can keep

There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood
Down which of late I
and paroled for thirty talents
Court reporter catch the surface on the paper
File it in the system not acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the bible
we'll repeat the process further and further apart
Sleep more feel less, lay down in the dark

These marks left by you
Ghost who went too soon
to hole

You were so far gone
Right was wrong, up was down
By going still further on
You hoped to come around
It was light years long
Dear husband
Further and further away (x4)

[Violent J]
My compass spins outta control
Which way do I go to get outta this hole
I've come so far that I've lost my
know I fuck whores outta habit 
Who framed Cube, motherfuck Roger Rabbit! 
'cause I couldn't have and got stabbed in the back 
By a black ass dirty
by day)
But lies drove you further and finally away

It hurt's to be with you
It hurts to be without
It hurt's loving you
'Cause you're my reason
arraigned at dawning,
Looking in the eyes of a judge,
He knew right where to put that thug
Made to be so, with no parole
In the hole but I won't budge
beaurocrat push us with a tender finger whose politics are
Those with an X man overcame further as you left him blind two gaping holes

Undriven carnivore
the unforgettable smell of your skin.

There's a hole and there's a stick.
There's a cove and there's a ship,
That goes in and out of the harbour.

The heavy
Nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
No more said, knew your chump ass was dead
When I saw the four
And if that ain't enough, I call Henchman's to lynch you
Now, at the funeral, I can see the Priest bless you
But in the after life, I'ma still touch
and full of holes
Hollow jets in my fingers and my toes
Too tired to masturbate
No sound in the dark as I float in outer space

Touch down
my friend, Michel
How they rolled him in linoleum
And shot him in the neck
A bloody halo, like a think-bubble
Circling his head
And I bellowed
fall on and on and on

Got to get back to a reason
Got to get back to a reason I once knew
And this late in the seasons
One by one distractions fade
the field and out of dodge
We coo was breathin hard
Then I seen the hole up in my blue
So now I'm stunned and let my shirt ride
Losin my high
I spot the blood
Well this frog was hopping on down the road
He was thinking about courting
He had his hopes dashed too
He got squished by a car, but just his one
every living soul
And lie beside me, baby
That's an order

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
And stuff it up the hole
lips of dawn
You are now honoured you with my presence
As I'm honoured by your sight
I crown your perfection
The predator in your breast, I devour
exotic lands?
Well there's no need to look any further, you've got your man

Turn of the lights; let me close the door
Two bodies, one common cause, I'll
slipped further in than I was planning
Never shook the devil's hand
But I drank his whiskey and I loved his women

That's the closest I've ever been