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paint him well

"Yes, you've portrayed my fellow brute
His heaviness and his sulking
But where am I who carries him
Whose lips do all his talking

paint my pic like Da Vinci
Touchdown in Ohio treat me like I play for Cincy
Feelin best when I kiss on you
If you're the one I'll give ya two
You remind

a liar

Death goes on

Despite prayer and tears
Tortured end to fear
Dirt and masks of pain
Plague bell rings again

Carry your white stick and paint

hide, goin' underground
We're gonna try and take this man
We're slowing down.
On a Sugar Loaf not far from here
Firelight burning bright
With a horse that

spring's tune be your cure
We bounce to the beat of the horse's hooves
Clippin' cobblestone, under skies so blue
Parks are lush, music in the air, we groove

horse in the stable
There's no Cain at this table
From the grave to the cradle
Pray you're willing and able
That you're strong and you're faithful
Said

bullshit, on top of dog shit
And what you say just sound like horse shit
I go bat shit, I go ape shit, I go Bathing Ape shit
I go roll up a blunt, the size

The Ballad of Queenie and Rover

Paul Kelly

Stolen Apples

2007

Queenie was born on the banks
Of the great Ord River, 1930, maybe
Her mother was black, her daddy white
Papa was a fine horse-breaker
Mama sang

Remember Cam'ron' first year? Think it was horse and carriage
But I ain't talkin' marriage, I'm talkin' fourteen karats
I ain't talkin' Tiffany

Blow

Future

Astronaut Status

2012

brain.
Infatuated with horses.
I just need them in my paint. (Rarri.) 
Make me feel the power, blow that money every hour.

I got brick fare on me

The Porsche porcelain, the rims are gorgeous
The earth went skrrrt, it got so many horses
An all white chain same color your forces
An ounce of what

of Luciana my plug Mexicana so I
Push keys like a brand new piana
Young money the safe like a bank volt my old
School wet you should how much the paint cost

even ready spaghetti, baby, they sauceless
Speedin' through the city, we medicated the horses
You could hit up PETA., the paint on me make me gorgeous

Sometimes, Father, you and I,
Are like a three-legged horse
who can't get across the finish line
no mater how hard, he tries and tries and tries.

In the Presence of Mirrors

P.M. Dawn

Of the Heart, Of the Soul and of the Cross: The Utopian Experience

1991

to commute
But from his point of view, it's untrue (so untrue)
A likely story I heard before so I'll paint it black
I read it but it's about as black

These four bitches wanna give me an orgy
You hear the horses when we runnin' these Porsches
Drop the top off it like I get sore
Come see the paint

on something with señoritas
Pro-political peace, let them breathe
Whether Palestinian, Israeli or Lebanese
Behold the horse I'm pale as I'll ever be
Trying

to find out Harry survived
The boy who lived got tied up for marryin'
Tryna ride off into the sunset with nary goodbye
Shot him off his high horse, ate

opps to stone for free
Move with the horses, we came to extort shit
I put a milli inside with Benjimans, blue like they corbin
I paint her face, I paint

Nona, an empty plate was no place for your faith
Across the walls, a plan I’d laid
I came back and smelled the wet paint
And, damn, be it pleasure, be it

Deal with the demons sure as every single sunset
Stare at this jigsaw puzzle ceiling feeling horse fed
And if you saw these magic beans I swear you'd

Yeah, yeah
Yeahhhh
Aye, I can have anything that I want, uh
My life is like a movie I paint pics with these songs, uh
Now we making history,

a rook in the corner straight away if I say
Every "L" is a gain I got horses on the way
Everything changed when I had my son
Now I look ahead gotta set him

Nike's 
Hope that will make up

For the first time that I paint my nails and got benched from the fucking soccer team
For the hundredth time I became