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from the project 
In the project 
Uh

Extend your hand
You know black tax
Ekhaya babheke wena,umuzi ubheke wena
be selfless, 
Blood sweat and tears but

fucking time fly by so quick
Got three hoes sitting, got a side hoe bitch
Ride around high with my eyes closed bitch
I hate coming inside when I'm high

and I know, it's habit forming
lips pucker kiss, from the beauties in the midst, by the way no playin, when the lyrics get spraying
heat for your ails, I

place in time
When you danced your nervous hands
Across my thighs.

Oh, nothing gold can stay,
So stay anyway.
I long to hold you in the pale moonlight.

The chaos, the broken eyes, the feeling sick but not wanting normal back just yet

The hand holds, the locking lips, the thrill that burns so deep within your

It
In My Hood

 Two hands grip it when it’s lifted off the hip/
Can’t wait to let it blow like the blunt left the lips
Attitude on Short man syndrome

of vitamin E
By the time you're finished with me
I'm talkin' to you
Hot legs, you're an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs, bring your mother too

bitch keep your lips locked
one phone with four numbers
Some my dawgs is doperunners
Migo working with that fire flame Hot as four summers
black white

then you know I'm chillin' with the pussy lips
Gorilla better get a grip
Poured lean on my purples
I'm bought my money I won't hurt you
And if you black

of the mountain kings
I stood high by the mountain tops
Naked to the world
In front of
Every kind of girl
There was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones

Why does it have to rain on me
Cause I can barely see
Just the way it is
With the sweetness of her lips
I thought I was too blind
From this lustrous

felt,
And It's eating out of my flesh

I point a trigger to ya chest
Might pull it and make a mess
Hand over them cigarettes
They turn me into a threat

non-existent
Suddenly
The missus kissed me
But missed my lips by a couple inches
I felt a gentle pinch
As the belt around my waist uncinches
Oh
Can you feel

a straight cap lip syncing classics
He grew up in the city of dope boys, gang violence & all black magic
So he wanna be like his idol but his background is so

grabbed her hand and puffed my lips out
and she turned around and leaned on in
and Zach took an intermission 

Chorus 

We were at the ball park all day

Rotted and wasting away
Boils on my skin while you lavishly live
Golden goblet fused to your greedy lips
My home is ashes while you bought your fifth

shots

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap it up
Back, back, back, back, back, back it up
Shawty so bad, she started actin' up
By the end of the night,

would've thought I had no hand
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Can't come around if you didn't put in
Can't get out what you never put in
She know Mizzy

him die slim from the yoga flame
The mask black but it bleed like I'm hittin Kane
Phone booth rap,I'm with my bitch fussin in the rain
Drug dealers

hit
Bitch boy stop capping you not with the shit
I been rocking all black im in love with the ricks
No im not gay but my glock got a dick
Had 2 Run this

the
draws
You know that she be good when I be the wall Spread it out, watch me fuck it and eat it

Eat a pussy and lips, and her feet and all
I can't drop

Hell for Sale

Heaven's Gate

Hell for Sale

1998

He is the king of our land
With golden heart and iron hand
He rules
He's the saviour

He's taking care of our lives
His black eyes know

Flawed to Perfection

Thunder

Laughing on Judgement Day

1991

lose my grip
I fall in love so easy got to bite my lip every time
I see a silicone sister in a black sedan

She stopped the other traffic just by

Tears Have No Name

...And Oceans

A.M. G.O.D.: Allotropic/Metamorphic Genesis of Dismorphism

Tears have no name
Tears have no name

Under the dark sky we stand
Under heavy rain we walk
Your hand in mine, my eyes in tears
Here where