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laughter
Carrying the fault line breaks
You still disguise as loyal saints
I'm holding my tongue, but I need this to be done

And when you pass me by
Gravity

the Uber
Yuh
After baggage claim
I just hit I-4 w a hunnid plates
6:30 Almost 7 an my niggas havent ate
By 9 o'clock
My niggas got they pockets looking

Lately, Lucy lusting after me
Taking note of all my dreams
Overtaking all I see
Lucy lusting after me

All my haters start'na look at me
Like,

we want to learn so much
and we should know a lot by now
everyone their own rights and duties
and freedom is distributed evenly
among those who claim

1112

GZA

Beneath the Surface [LP]

1999

of defeat by predeterminin the victory
As taught by Sun Tzu in the chapter, after the third one
I heard my words shall be bombed, regardless to anything

Who Could It Be

The O.C. Supertones

Loud and Clear

2000

The only one who did what can't be done
The only one who can insure saint's persistence
Who swallowed up death in his infinite existence
Omnipotent infinite

I sit here
Day after day
Wasting away in solitude
No one can hear me cry
No one can hear me shout or wail or weep or scream

Sure, I had a great

didn't come back.
I was so angry and bit the saint's child,
and the child died.
Immediately the saint cursed me.
What curse?
The saint said that here after

I touched the sky just for a moment
I hoped I could be free
And after all this time, and all the torment
I dreamed it still could be
But burned by

The only one who did what can't be done
The only one who can insure saint's persistence
Who swallowed up death in His infinite existence
Omnipotent infinite

Leisureforce

Aesop Rock

Skelethon [Deluxe Version]

a dormant cell of valor as awoken by the smell of sordid power
And defecting shortly after
Fist bump dry land, brackish, cat nap 15
Back to swiss-cheese

you and your bitch and This is way after

I fucked her in your bathroom 
Fucked her at the gym in the Tanning booth 
She ain't no saint she ain't no

stuck on a memory 
Time moves slowly by 
On a blue day

(Verse 2)
To err is human
Forgiveness is divine
But after all my big mistakes
Why should you act

the churning currents of the ocean's mighty heart

Set the lantern burning, and keep a watchful eye
With crooked hand record the days as they pass by
This shall

of flesh

Pregnant with darkness there is only fear
Standing now before another grave
Feeling like a lesser being shrouded by the cold
Womblike silence in

Fashion Pack

Amanda Lear

Amanda Lear

1997

out? Famous and trendy.

In people always have to smile in Vogue
They only travel by Concorde
Doing things you can't afford.
They are the fashion

Slowly but surely it's taking its toll
Sun after sun until it is done
Doesn't it show that I am no saint
No going back it's like mixing paint
Don't want

baby 

Love, love, love
That's a picture shot by Gaspar Noelle about 
Us, us, us 
We could build a steel house, Fort Knox, but can we clean the  
Rust,

what it was that we were after
Blinded by the wash of time
We find it hard to reconcile
Our dreams are now just stories we remember
But a smile washes

myself to sink into this depression again
Sustained only by solipsistic solitude, and one last attempt at self-preservation

Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal

Nowhere feels like home
Where do I belong to
Not here and not there
Tired of being in despair
Time is passing by
Thought I would just try
I tell you why

of the rare auld times

We stood by the fires
Waiting for a sign
Long after I left 
A part of me had stayed behind
With the little kings of the rare auld times

of amber whiskey, watch the world pass by,
Engines roaring, dogs are barking, 'neath the Indiana sky.

Smell of gasoline, and freedom mixed with summer heat,

Sun sets far in there, shining on her face
Eyes kept away, feels revolved on hate

Saint is leaving thunders, she slowly whispered
And love is fated