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Feed the light 
I want to fight about it now 
You won't be lost 
You won't be found 
You won't be lost 
You won't be called out by me 
For sure
started slagging off
The Pakis and the Jews

First I found some whiskey
Then I found some gin
I sat down in the corner
And I read the Daily News
You've seen him
In the undirected light of street dreams
Doing nothing
Standing, like to seem casual
With a resemblance to people held by fear
Lit by
future?

Down on the corner sits a broken man
Lives by the bottle swears "never again"
Lost his money on the dogs and gin
Now he looks for his supper
was lost
And the reason for the blaze was never found
But it long will be remembered in our local history
As the fire that fairly scandalized
behind the theater found a body in the garbage dump.

She got screwed up by religion. She got screwed by soccer players. 
She got high for the first
a nigga like me in the lost and found
But I refuse to fade
I'll stay this way
Spreadin' venom in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now niggaz want
And put a nigga like me in the lost and found

But I refuse to fade
I'll stay this way
Spreadin' venom in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now niggaz
2 A.M. a southbound junction - innocence takes flight
Common sense has lost all function - stranded in the night.
The albatross has flown the nest -
Then the clouds broke apart
Then the sun reappeared

No, it didn't, but it felt like it did in my heart
I wanted to live again

Oh, by the way we lost
against open flesh
No room to rest, pain consumed each breath
Shot twice wit her hands up
Police questioned but shot before she answered
One Panther lost
No room to rest, pain consumed each breath
Shot twice wit her hands up
Police questioned but shot before she answered
One Panther lost his life,
lost his life, the other ran for his
Scandalous the police were as they kicked and beat her
Comprehension she was beyond, tryna hold on to life
She
I'm living life on the run, will I end up in jail or die by a gun
Can't hide when they come y'all know where I'm from, I ride with the son
My outlook
like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
found dead at the water front
From various gunshot wounds
This brings the homicide rate in the state of California to one of the
highest in the nation
o'er Ultima Thule.

[Old Northlander war-song, found in the ancient scrolls of Volmyr]

The Final Part of Voryn Helmsmiter's Journey to the Ice
Get lost in town, end up in the lost n' found
Eyewitnesses, you must be crazy
We don't speak English, we speak Chinese
And the only po-po we know is
Get lost in town, end up in the lost n' found
Eyewitnesses, you must be crazy
We don't speak English, we speak Chinese
And the only po-po we know is
a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up on the mantle
Grab a knife
efforts are negated by the passive observers.

*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision