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flight home
I'll be on the first flight home

And I bet if I left right now
I'd probably make it to you by the morning
So I'm packing up my bags
home

And I bet if I left right now
I'd probably make it to you by the morning
So I'm packing up my bags hopping on this red eye
I'll be there before
She's still on my mind

April, May, June, July 
August comes around
Pretty soon, a years gone by
And we're still hanging out

The people feel so
The world should've ended--how could it go on? 
How could it go on when I don't exist? I don't exist... 

and now that we got that straight, doesn't mean
suppose you should be dead again

Wish you could see me when I’m lying in bed
My eyes are blinded by your stars
My blood is blushing so red (Oh my God)
the wind
For all your world and treasures
There's nothing to be want
Nothing left to measure
It's you and me and the colour of the sun

While the child
wearing thin 
I was thinking that I should be singing along 
Think fast, he's taking all your time 
Think fast, you know he's out of line 
But who
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
with the gat that be ready to peel
I'm the one next to Spliff when it's time to ill
I'ma show by astro red cross and blue shields
Watch us make a move
happiness pursuers 
Now we back stabbing, combative, and abusive 
The African and Arab go at it--they most Muslim 
We should be moving in unison; disputes
trying to make a gram tonight 
Cause I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white 
Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be planning a flight 
Somewhere hot on a wave
{Prince, you're taking this trip to far}
Okay, fine, nevermind
But reality used to be a friend of min

[Chorus x2]

Chase the blues away
Take your
brother, when united they should stand?
Men by swords and words divided in our broken promised land.

These tattered battle standards fly, their colors do
Then your chest and open you
Knowing a few will only make the grade
Dark Angel, from who you should be afraid
chests
The silver seal
The blood-red penitents
Towards our land
From my window I can guess
The flames of their so-called heaven
By now, I should run away
Oh

And I ain't gonna lie,
I can be a nasty guy
So you should probably sit
Cause yeah my words come kinda quick
And if you don't get it let me repeat
Do not go gentle into that good night, 
Old age should burn and rave at close of day; 
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. 

Though wise
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
head, I'ma

[Chorus] - 2X

[Verse 2]
Smokin' weed by myself, drinkin' Henn by myself
Buckin' hoes by myself, I fuss with nobody else
Now red light, child
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
was thinking that I should be singing along
Think fast, he's taking all your time
Think fast, you know he's out of line

But who cares
You know you
what an artist should be
Should they be someone with prosperity
And no concept of reality?

Now, who you know without any flaws?
That lives above
the late night
Shaking, boiling, lacing, bake it, shaping, shaving, gotta get this cake right
As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
Words: Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying