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Phosphorescent fingers under the couch
I walked out on myself
I was filled with dust

Afternoon stone, laced curtains, shard light
What i could hear

up to the light, it's alright, we gon' make em race
Bet the bank on JP Morgan, that we can make em chase
I'm out the world like astronauts, boy I'm

how it be
Shout out my label, you know that's me

We up in the party, we makin' some heat
Countin' up money, I'm stackin' the cheese
I'm rappin' all

I look out the window
I see a tree
And I wonder if it ever thinks about me

It stands in the wind
Through the rain and through the snow
And it

Somebody's in the room

So I pushed you down, then stepped over you
That's what I do, don't push me around
You hold out your hand an olive branch
What can I

The lights upon you and candles waiting to be blown out
A sweet reminder of another year that just went by
Who said your dreams would come true, when

Queen & Slim

B.J. The Chicago Kid

Queen & Slim: The Soundtrack

2019

to life with my vision board
Background drowning out from sirens and white noise
Rhythm fairly faded
Still I caught it and kept my poise
It's not to be

These dry bones will rise again
Cause the stone has been rolled away
At the touch of Living Water yeah e yeah
This broken branch will live again

to take a fresh pint out the freezer
I just wеnt to Hutch
For no motherfuckin' reason (Ice, icе, ice)
He put it on his dead granny
Still I don't believe him

Man and never took it out her mouth at all
Blame it on the ah ah
Ah ah ah-alcohol and molly
Prolly roll a couple spliffs then afterparty
Then after

on the way

I’m on the way yeah, uh, yeah
Once again it’s the kid and I’m out on a limb
I break the branch off the tree and
Hit the ground and begin
Fallin

over at around 4oclock
Jumped out rang the door bell
Sweat dripped down the back like the sun was shinning
Knew that I was in a good position
Door opened

Beautiful Music

Action Bronson

Dr. Lecter

2011

out the soil
Virgin oil, the name Bronson, no Arroyo
Barbecues get thrown with EBT Cards
Land and sea, the air, 3 stars
Till gold plates get made

Little Miss S.

Edie Brickell & New Bohemians

Shooting Rubberbands at the Stars

1988

Shooting up junk in the bathroom
Makin' it with punks on the floor
Livin' the scene out of her limousine
Little Miss S. in a mini dress
Living it

A Lot to Expect

Walking Concert

Run to Be Born

a river with an Indian giver
Is kind of out of your mind
Blind leading the blind

Floating with the animals 
That don't know any better
Grab a branch

Little Miss S.

Edie Brickell & New Bohemians

The Ultimate Collection

2002

Shooting up junk in the bathroom
Makin' it with punks on the floor
Livin' the scene out of her limousine
Little Miss S. in a mini dress
Living it

Democracy ever known to man

We now live in a world where
The population has grown exponentially
And the planet is running out of resources to
Sustain us all

I wrote this dozing on an iceberg paddling with a burning branch
I been open floating on the nights word straddling a spot to earn advance
I been

blocked out
Put me in the ring that's a technical knock out!
Yeah
Just saying

Ok
Ok
Can't let these geeks have it
Beast back to wreak havoc
Fresh dressed

want to pick
Take a bite and spit you out
Done this so many times that I've lost count
You're sickly sweet
You're sweetly sick
A shiny thing, I want

(don)
Elumelu
Omo Na you I go buzz (call)
When e don burst
The bank na where I put my trust
Abobi put am on my God
Omo I fall out
'Cause e sure

the king
Until they end up getting Rodney'd, Martin'd
Immunity, impunity, paid vacations, extended leave
Extend the olive branch
Mothafucka Ima need the tree

still explicit
Vocals intact, your logos could never diss it
So check it out, exhale the blown trees
Don't miss a thing, dot my I's, cross my T's
From

corner
A young member of the pack aliponyoka
Kama embassy sticks back then nilistand out nikaset standards
Tell them

Toka class three nilijua mi ni star