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on chill, you don’t wana see me heightened
I’m here to take flight, & y’all kites man
Bound by somebody down below
Simple pull of a string that a show you

the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their

news she be talking to her friend the homie Mike D 
Girl I think he like me snapped 
On my instagram picture glides by too smooth 
Im obsessed feel sick

the Syn we move fast bump a heart to attack
He a don w the mic, like Mike D on a rap

Back to back, got my wheels back on track,
Y'all just might see brain

A Child Is Born

Brand Nubian

Soul in the Hole

1997

monks 
The ole man with the fruit stand is on his man 
His hand, his ole heart just can't stand 
The CPR as they load him in the back of a car 
I'm

I'm telling you, bro, all you gotta do is run that little time down and come home, man
Niggas already know what it is, this shit already on the floor

the streets
A pint of Guinness to kill your kidneys
I meant liver, fuck
Love living superior
By the Hudson river
Beat break so cold, make em fucking shiver
Like

I be Swerving away my mind go
I be dreamin' all day my eyes closed
Dont want you to leave
Just wanted to be
By your side so I drive slow
Wont let it

Pain and agony

Broken by the wheel
Beheaded, hanged
Face down
As they force her to drown

Run, run!

Premonitions of her fate come
To pass
The voices

sellin' bricks
By the pound Pick your mans up, nigga, I put that boy
Out of bounds Scorin' hell with buckets, nigga, Karl
Anthony Towns My clip long as my

Deadwood Stage [From Calamity Jane]

Doris Day

Sammy Sings Fain

1999

bound
Can't you hear 'em hummin'
Happy times are comin' for to stay - hey!

We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery moon
And my heart's

The Deadwood Stage (Whip-Crack-Away!)

Doris Day

Ladies Serenade

2002

turnin' round, homeward bound,
Can't you hear 'em humming,
Happy times are coming for to stay - hey!

We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery

cookin up some beats man I'm boutta freestyle  
Im mopping up thse other rappers like it's chicken grease 
I worked at chick fila just tried to get by

block she gone ride and hold the wheel. 
Independent she don't really need a man. 
But im gone always have yo back Im gone be her biggest fan. 
Im gone

down time"
Take music serious no lies
And now my bad boy Megazord whip's got more features than iOS5
Juju man, voodoo doer
Mike Lowery any YouTube

so face it
We laugh when your pain is so much it hurts
When the skies and everything falls black
You will find it is by design and it's all bad
Half

man, bubbles in the tub (Yeah)
That shot ain't enough, just pour me a cup (Cup)
I'm poured off Henny, think I had enough
Got behind the wheel, they got

Oh man (I need a shave and a haircut)
Yo, not now, man, like come back like, hour
Hour and a half or something
You know what I'm saying?
You know,

Baccwood studios
Oh Fucc you, fucc you
Fucc you, fucc you
Fucc, fucc, fucc, fucc, fucc, fucc, fucc, fucc, fucc
Fucc you, fucc you
Fuck this job man I

Helpless to watch as Balance wanes
The Eldritch and the race of Man
Are moved as pawns in a cosmic game
By powers born out of their dreams
But for a dream no

Babies With Guns

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

and favors
Cradled by twelve empty Zelda heart containers
Man, it's freezing in this brick bitch, winter forever
Like Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry

Bam (Eventually Suddenly)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

the cars beep
Pan left, pan right, damn right the econoline
Weaves through the landmines
Continues until I leave mankind
Can't find control of the wheels

to be like Mike. I try to be like myself
I keep it tight
The flow knows no bounds. All's I need's a
Little promo. A street team and I could GO
But I don't

N she a don
She flashed the town
Big up
Shout out
Misses pound
Her mon a suffer all da pain
Of wen shorty was child

Pokolo the II
Yes
That me the man