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One of Those Nights

The Cab

Whisper War

2008

Don't leave, take it from me,
You're my dirty disease.

My flat-lined inhibition is my ammunition
I'm just fighting to get by
Just give me some direction

Never Learn to Fly

Pain of Salvation

Entropia [Bonus Track]

1999

again.
I held the bird up in my hands, I shed my tears over the lovely song that
Not longer could be heard.

Never learn to fly.

With dirty hands I dug

you!

And even with a rotten mouth and a dirty bush
(Now you give me half a chance
I probably coulda fucked you)
And even with the clap and
Some nuts

the phone?"
Knock on her door like go inside, nurse Williams sayin', "She ain't home"
Big fifty round tucked by my side, every time I ride, I'm clutchin'

Yea
You know this my shit right here
Shout out to everybody on that player shit

Armani this shit stewy boy haha

Man We just be
Havin with it
I

a survivor
c pimp in my own mind
Selling drugs get scuddy
It's dirty work so my fingernails muddy
I tried to reach one and teach one
Before they play you

I'm the dirty black nigga with the gold teeth
Drag a bitch like a dog I don't need no leash
Got that itch in my palm I need a money tree
Drank

sense
No Longer glued to the boob tube human exuberance
Ebullience fused with the fuse of reusable tools
Fueled by the pools of renewable jewels and used

facts enhanced by chants and cries
Whorls of pollen mixed with blood
Garlands of spring flowers caked with mud
As the congregation stares agog
Gathered

Born into a perfect state
Can't get you out my last name
Golden state
Born to play
Thoughts continue to invade
She playing all these dirty games
Can't

you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good

Man this 808 hittin' (808)
That's a great feeling (Great feelin')
Fingernails dirty cuz I still be grave diggin' (Grave diggin')
I ain't had no help, I

niggas dripping dirty like some tap
No cap, I swear they want us to get trapped
No cap, I'm never stopping with the rap

I got twists in my hair, bitch I

on St. Valentine's Day
Later the police - what a surprise - sent me to prison for the rest of my life
Me who always had a heart for the poor - with dirty

Colour in the lines provided
Reward yourself for jobs well done
Then at night entombed by different shades of white
Someday we'll be ghosts again

that I'm feelin'
What do I do
When I still have wounds
That are healin'
Woah-oh-oh
I'll sing the blues
But I'm realin'
Shades of love
Burning deep inside

a weight I ain't know I felt
I been down in my feels
I don't even know the deal
Dragging these chains up against my heels
Tryna nurse wounds that never

dead by nightfall

Molesting with just our words
Affected by waking up
This desolate world

The sun bled her boiling blood on the dirty sidewalks
In

Patrick, 17, 1997

Akira The Don, 16
Just moved from living in Wales on my own

To Redditch with my man's sister

But I dissed her, moved out

are a royal priesthood that's deemed just by the high priest
We can find healing for our wounds through the wounds of His hands and feet
God loves

of the Talisman
Is it a melancholy or a nausea, you'll see
Dirty hands, Age of reason, got a troubled sleep Being and nothingness, bonded by blood
We defy, deny

get dirty with my blood
Nightmares are in the mind's folds
Eternal silences crush reason
I see my demons dancing
In my personal hell
I am sourrounded by

Don't think a hoe is permanent we a leave ha in the past tense

Now she a has been
Sipping dirty knock his head off watch his body lean
Brodie start

ain't heard from them since
Think they're convinced
Now that we got this shit jumping like Vince
Fingernails dirty but money is rinsed
Your girl threw it