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the drama in this leaf
Live & learn, that's C'est La Vie
(Yeah)
What I'm gon do without you?
What you gon do without me?
Went green to blue about you
Done

Yo I'm on some grown man shit, mentally another level
My crew we all gods and we snuffing out devils
Move calm and collected, walk with a purpose

I been drinking 
And  I been smoking
And I been thinking who knew robots had emotions
Cuz I been simpin moonlit walks down by the waves
Now we link

Fuck is you sayin bitch
We on the same shit
Making that money walk or the money talk Its the same flip
See fuck is you sayin bitch
See you can get

On a one-way, I don't see shit one way
See the sun fade 'fore I ever take a lunch break
Your words worthless, walk straight & I trust fate
Got gunk

Crimson

Edge of Sanity

Crimson

1996

birth 
to man. 
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred 
bastard sons. 
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live

They don't wanna die
They just wanna live their lives
Grinding day and night
Waiting for that shit to keep'em alive
Eyes opened wide
All they got was

Walk in this bitch it's a mother fucking show down
Double drum live on the K it got covid that mean it's enough it can go round
Check
Bitch I be feeling

By the light of the moon
To a 50's tune
He pledged his love to her
A girl so rare
A girl so fair
The girl for him for sure
He could see himself

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

whattup?
Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step cause

We Shall Overcome

Joan Baez

Golden Hour

1972

WE SHALL OVERCOME Words and Music by Zilphia Hart., Frank Hamilton, Guy Carawan
And Pete Seeger

(La melodia sembra sia stata tratta da un canto di

all alone, she plays, well... anything she likes
A lullaby about a llama, with a dish and spoon
Followed by a ditty called Alpacas on the Moon

Sweet

a message she could not reply
Said she was bad but I wanted to try
Thought We was good an was living a lie
Riding a wave now we up in the sky
Under the moon

Row, Thug Life
Dre can't fuck with this, uh
Yea, you know my trial to live and die In LA
To live in and die in LA
They say Dre can't fuck with this

oon
Let's all live on the moon
This rocket's a tomb oohmm
The lights come on sooner
Shadows on my evening walk
Measure time in hours fasted, miles

bulletproof 
Aim for the stars I’m taking pictures on the fucking moon

Lessons, I’m talking bout the lessons that we live for 
The in disguise blessing see

don’t have speak she knows what I like
When it’s up you know it’s on sight
I say slatt and they slime out your back
Walk down no need for the drive by

the premises
Glimmer of gold entangles my destiny
Pop of orange and a pop of red
A little walk to get lost in the canopy
And clear my head

Midsummer night's

the cars niggas cap no about
Some of my niggas got jobs, some trap it out
Some of them lost they lives trying to break even
So everyday I thank God I'm still

Dropping bars
Aim for the moon
And fall to the stars
I've got so high of a confidence
That people think I'm a narcissist
They'll know my presence
If I walk

soul
Lovely daggers pierced my heart many moons ago
Toxic roses chased by wolves and carnivores
Lost virgins with broken wings that will regrow

Immortal Chant

Opera IX

Anphisbena

I am the grey conqueror, he who's come by cold and storm
The grey wolf called by the full moon, and the snarling beast hidden in the cold mist

left the mall drippin' Givenchy
As I walk to the lobby, to the room
Then I heard a-, at the hotel door
A red bone with an ass like the moon
Smelling like

and a feeling that remain 
You're dying to live again

On my way back home I walk by the giant stone I see the young ones
playing ball. I say good luck You'll