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and the grief 
And the names we call others, our sisters and brothers
 
What will we do if the hand really comes down?
Divided by choice in our pushed away voices

of the crop
Just to ball when the season is hot
But these niggas never let you live
When you step up in the party like you own that bitch
Hearing niggas rap

just getting by but maybe you’ve been getting by too long
But I’d rather die than live tomorrow still afraid
And I’d rather dive into the fire than

time

It'll Pass By

If you just breathe brother breathe
Breathe brother breathe
Stop thinking your soul is pleading for release
The voice in your head

Battery

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

survival crops the cycle stops for nothing (what)
The bible's carp revivalist winos flock by the hundreds
To the opening, scarlet carpets greeting their

IFO

(hed) p.e.

(hed) pe

1997

the revelation
Your realization far too many videotapes to go around erasin'
This ain't no J.F.K.
Check the I.F.O.-out the box
Fresh like sightings on FOX

a pawn upon a chess box
But far greater in numbers
Together we can share crops and reduce world hunger”

But most would probably lick the Man’s plunger

to the present day. My nieces and nephews on my father's side are awesome, and as Mack's, we all embrace each other as if we've known each other all our lives. I'm

The Mighty Voice Of God
Moses led his people out of bondage
From far and wide they came
These Hebrew tribes
And he led them cross a vast and endless

in doubt
Second chances only come, when we figure our shit out

Heaven help me
Am I just too far away?
Can you not hear all my cries?
Can you not hear

I'm a bit of a daydreamer
I live in a fantasy quite often
And I have this idea in my head
Of who I am when I'm walking
So that's when I get moving

me be golden with

I don't want to live forever, and spend it without you
I just need here and now
No matter how far we go, I'll always come back you

Said that's that Kaepernick energy
Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
I'm 21, voices creep
Whispers that I'm much too young to be out, son
By out, I mean out

pull out all the stops. Full stop. That's your truth
Different journeys, same final destination
Our ephemeral lives spent chasing salvation
What if I use

I Hope It Rains at My Funeral

Whiskeytown

Real: The Tom T. Hall Project

1998

crops in when it turns cool." 
In the magazines, I saw the naked women 
I heard about the drinkin' and the bars 
If my daddy could've caught me, he'd

Still Shinin'

Mobb Deep

Hell on Earth

1996

niggaz bring the shook up out the crook type 
Special deliver Son it shines through your act bigger 
My Infamous Mobb get on they job 
The truth gets

a Scorpio
Poison in my voice and conscience
Open for the growth
Born within the walls
Of the City of Sin
My light was fadin’ out
Then God gave me the glimpse

of place
Erase the fake
I'm out of place

Entranced by the wickedness
Take me to the realm where the witches live
Then let's begin the ritual, one that'll

Small world

Children seem to have no choice
The children have got no voice
They're merely living to grow old
Letting their days unfold
And it's time

Something Wicked This Way Comes

Redemption

Redemption

2003

surrounded by his books
A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has passed him by

And Jim and Will conspire
To ride the carousel
Could set their souls

ain't givin' out leg shots

If you're tough, better back what you're sayin'
We do walk-ups or we drive by sprayin'
He got bored up, ten wounds what I

preach the good news of
The Kingdom of God
Minister in Galilee
Performing great miracles

Prepared by John
The voice in the wilderness
Anointed by

through the ground fucking burning my insides and out now how far can I go

Shit can you tell me how far should go

How far should I go
Blood choking up

voice by a
Mile and I'm going to
Use that i have a trillion
Dollars worth of voice

I hang out wit my the girl and my
Daughter everyday there's no place