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make their graves
Placed there by messengers
Angels and sirens
Very important people
VIP rooms smell of piss and potential
The ecstasy of chance flickers

I was tryin' to take a nap on a dreary afternoon
But I was too distracted by the action outside my room
There were birds singing with passion some

civilians
By the millions like christina u feelin it?
Oh now u a nervous wreck
Think u deserve respect
Cause u poppin percocet leave
U hurt and shred i be

Sun comes up
Start the day
Lie in bed
Eyes half gazed
Snooze pressed
All that Jazz
Fitting in
Wreck with sins
To the moon
Attack wounds
Pendulum

cousins would
Sneak into his uncle's room, he told me
And "he'd have all the equipment in
There the turntables
The big speakers and we'd turn it all on"

nigga getting loud
Got the bark of a beast when I'm getting down

If you niggas wont wreck meet me in the ring
Got hands by myself i dont need a team

a shift
The way we left off like a big stick
I said, do you think that you can walk through walls alone
Find out where all the answers fall for y'all
Hit

spinning me 
Like rotisserie 
In the city be 
Broken egg shells 
Took my jesus role a little too far
And put too much faith inside my costar 
Im to big

crown and they don't want you around
They hailed from the Westies, three unruly chicks
Look at the time, they'll be here by six"
I stretched and I

and
Pay attention much lesser hit the closet up
Brush my teeth and get fresher
These things real you can
Bring your diamond tester
I see through your glass

and the doomers who believe
The big the bad the ugly and the sad
Wishing for all these things you could've had
The fat cows and the laughing sheep
The stealthy

Crazy Mary with her painted blue veils
Cleo as a cat with silvery nails
Theda by the water, longing to whirl
And the skin of Maxine, white as a pearl

one big, uh, living room.
RANDOM:  There he is!
FATHER:  Oh, bloody hell.
LAUNCELOT:  Ha-ha! etc.
FATHER:  Hold it, hold it!  Please!
LAUNCELOT:  Sorry,

Foul Cats

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 1

2012

to get laced 
 My nigga Ty threw a glass of whiskey in his face 
 Big Jan ready to blaze the place; he on his way 
 to Amazing Grace -- nigga woke up

together, a bitch I need, I ain't met her
My old bitch wanted to live in my skin, I had to motherfuckin' shed her (go)
Big F.N., I left it at home, today

up in the message
Yet it's hard to fall in step when example ship is wreck less...
Imperfections, nah correction maybe my essence
A complex of my inner

room tough you're a waste of air 
She broke glass on table tops she screamed got up and left us there
This life it's a funny one should I stay or run
Who

nipping her feet
And chasing her into rooms where she didn't want to be.
But the last straw was the morning she woke to a pair of
Aerobic shoes sitting by

self
This demon succumbing
Whispering sputtering telling me What to do next?
He speaks and sings that it
Feels like I got hex
Wrecks attacks my will
My

Verse 1
My Car seat in the back of the Benz
Moms with me got the Mink
Big hat with the brim
Curtains covering the window
Like we in a limo 
Rest your

no clue but I know where the weed at 
I’m super high 
Passing blunts back and forth with my loved ones 
Room cloudy light flickering glass jar

wreck
Can't get out of here
You're engulfed by...

cll alone in your room at night
Now it's time to turn out the lights
Hold your breath and let it out

we do
when I look into your eyes girl it's like see through
All these bitches in the room but i only see you
And I know you wanna fuck and I'm like me

got kills
Ion give a damn watch a killer get get killed
Kill him poof now he turn into runtz
Rollin shit put dat boi in a blunt
Big 9's gotta keep my