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There was you
Sitting at the bus stop
Looking for a soul to save
There was me, I was looking like a rock star
Heading for an early grave
Here comes

Cold world got you taking my soul, huh
Cold world when the fake get all the love
Cold world when I wonder if there's one above
Cold world when your

romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe

My daddy was a preacher man,
He said what was on his mind
From state to state and town to town 
Saving one soul at a time
By his side I rode along

thought they were guests at the feast

And I said Watch out, watch out
Starving souls don't care what they eat
Watch out, watch out
A black horse is riding

I love soul food corn bread and greens
I was thinking Fregie nice with black eyed peas
On the side of my southern fried steak
Smothered in gravy its

of tenderness
Three turns of the world

Singing songs and chanting rhymes 
In a t-shirt you mended too many times
Sun on your back and the dust on your shoes,

singing now the full parts
A lightning reveals where the ocean stops and the sky starts
I've been told by the sky that the ocean I shall win
But it's hard

I experienced a lot in my life working for a short time, 

I had this job pushing water from vents, on the black line, 

old school singing tunes,

different
From those summers I remember
A degenerate seeking refuge
In the refuse of his childhood
Blue, black, beaten
By the drugs inside the system
Veins

And if you can't it doesn't help
Get arrested by a black cop
You can't talk your way out
Let the money talk for you
Empty wallets, empty pockets
Sergeant

in the shadow of the obelisk
sitting over by the gutterpunks
crying in a cigarette
Black rivers, mascara
red fur coat singing Abracadabra
I said Hey

like a niggun – it's music for your soul
Singing Brothers Harmonize - Katz, Razel and Kol Achai
Gad Elbaz, Chaim Yisrael - Steinmetz what a Nightingale

something gorgeous smell like orris
I bet I'll have you singing by the chorus
I'll grow into a god damn forest
And all my bears eating just right porage
But

I was weak
Nobody sit by the tree
Till it get it some leaves

Mama was planting the seed
It came out black
And the world wanted me to be blue

I

I wrote this song for a lady
I only wish I could know
A woman of pure evil
Hidden by extravagant beauty
With such perfection and elegance
I know she

The singer steps forward
He's not a tour-sung hero
He's not the embodiment of a soul brother
The unassuming troubadour
Sings to himself softly

Lets light a fire up at bolsa chica
Kat on Uke, Kobo and Tree on mini congas
The ocean waves crashing acapella
Singing Black Salty Tones from "Into

I was drunk at the pulpit, I knew it was wrong
And I left in mid-sermon tempted by a bar-house song
The pews creaked and shifted as they turned

really though?
I'm thinking bout love
Thinking bout love
Yeah I'm thinking bout love

Opened up Apocrypha
Singing bout drugs
Might've took em might've got

on the moon they be whiting out the truth
And they lied to me too wasnt nothing I could do
It's more than just having a black friend or singing and rapping

Zai passed 
Felt I lost my soul
Fuck yo feeling fuck 
Fuck yo roles 
Learning friends from foes
Wanted everything on my own
Get defined by the Pedigree

Typical on the beat

Locked up in a cubicle
I’m praying for my soul
Lord won’t you hear my song
Singing for the African child but he won’t listen

I went down by the river and the water was cold
It chilled my body but not my soul
Ima give em hell
I'm one of them niggas that cut his self down
I