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My Mind is blind
By these lies that bind
My mental state
God forgive these eyes of mine
Oh I've sacrificed
Soul is damned for life
I've pledged I've

#2:  It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1:  Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:

Uh Huh Oh Yeh! (Always There to Fool You!)

Paul Weller

Modern Classics: The Greatest Hits

1998

and fool you

And in my mind I saw the place
As each memory returned to trace
Dear reminders of who I am
The very roots upon which I stand

And there they

the best version of me, so I push all the bad thoughts away
But, something snaps in the back of my mind, and I think about it anyway

My mind's eye is

know you're just pretending to know what's in my mind
Don't forget where you came from don't let those wires be your roots
If I close my eyes it'll all

I approach everyone with caution
Who's going to hurt me this time, it's common
Your sweet voice is something foreign
I'm sorry my roots were something

down roots
The foundation has now crumbled

The high courts verdict aims to tarnish my name
The blood is on my hands is their lie, but I know the truth

of killing time
We're watching the grass grow
Tar fills our minds

Rusted throats and cherry noses, just another night
We drove down PCH with tangies and limes

got something in they eyes when they seein my rise they goin psycho
Wantin everything from a young black man just tryna fight night from a light pole

Random thoughts be in my mind
It's something I can't define
How the hell am I alive
I don't know but...
Random thoughts be in my mind
It's something

Fuck around will get the Russian 
(The Russian)

Take a nigga down button
(Button)

Better bring cash or something

Ayyy I Think I'm losing my mind
(I'm

headphones, my phone charge
And I never neglect to bring something to read
I be on my black black black black
I can face an attack tack tack tack
And that thing

hand
And some girls like to pray
My girl takes her drinks 
With dusty-rusted razor blades

As I lay between these covers
I wanna tell her that I

cheat, gotta steal 
Gotta kill just to get by 
I smoke emcees to get high while perceivin the lies 
Sayin my drive is all wrong, but at least I can ride

See the bigger picture painted in my mind it's not a sketch
Put emotions in my songs so I can get them off my chest
My restless thoughts keep me awake

think about me

Got roots down in Alabama (he got roots)
I got friends up in Tennessee (he got friends)
A wild child but I mind my manners (ooh ooh)

I say something that's controversial
I'm a lyrical prophet, they tryna profit off my verbal
And I can see that you been smoking
Looking for your soul

mind
"Rushles von what?" Rushles von Egglesmaff
"Egglesmaff who?" Mad king Egglesmaff
"What did he say?" Lots of things you wouldn't get
"What did he

dressed by myself
Thugger in a dress, yeah I get it
I just hope she keep my interest, bae got me impressed
Yeah I'm definitely smoking less
But there's kali

of his being and the pain is never yielding
When he should be dead and gone but trapped in agony and living
He was led to rusted gears by the spirits that

mind was a ghost town
Haunted by yesterday
Until Your hand reached down
Pulled me out of my grave
Into the freedom found
Only in Jesus' name

I am

and might
We became slaves because we didnt keep law
We as the ones who ferried waters in awe, rusted hooks in our jaw
We as the ones like Kunta in roots

out doe

If I told da truth
I'm in a shitty mood
And I ain't got a nickel or a dime
SIPPIN on my only Brew
Not something  I normally do
And When my

Afraid that my Aspergers will end up eating my mind
Afraid I can't afford all the treatment for mine
Afraid my own mind is gonna leave me behind