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I don't know where I'm headed
I'm a little lost
Don't know where my head is
I feel like my thoughts
Are designed to
Lock me in
My room
I'll be in
my

Of beast and man am I,
Transformed by the full moon's shine
I'm ripping the flesh, and eating the young
I am the unhuman one
All legends tell of me,

I
Just wanna be somewhere nice
Alive and feel so high
Wondering why
The light it passes by
Turning to a lie
I see my angels cry
Every time I
Leave

When you walk by
cold bears no shadow
bats take the sky
transformed hearts now hollow.
 
Run to escape
Stalking staccato.
Nowhere to run
There's no

gifted
Chasing hoodrat brownie points
And bullshitting i lock the door on em
Scrape and hopped a fo' on em
Drain my cock and po' on em yeah nigga
I'm still

Baby, stop call me a ride
And if she locks down she won't ever leave the door
Baby, stop call me a ride
Everyone's alone drinking lemon by the bar
When I

Pity fucks, I've had enough rage
Hatred pumping through through my veins
I'm insane
Lock me up inside a cage
You can pick my brain and run your tests

hard,
Through laugh and through scorn,
For some, life's only meaning is for survival,
And meeting their rivals.
So smile.


So smile on your brothers,

Wintertime
I saw a girl sitting outside her door
As I wandered by
I asked her why she didn't smile anymore
She said
I never met someone like you

Them mean mi naan voice fi Russian, yeah
Yo Tarik you hear the pussy them?

Me and the toll alone a lock the road
Lyrics by the factory load
Who

Padded by locks the door knob singed
A rusty close to a doorknob hinge
Remembering the sounds we used to know

But when those sounds sang from our

got, it's criminal
Hit you like a drive by, you should lock me up like
So fuck being nice, I'll put up a fight, I'm not saying sorry tonight
They all

Call home the cattle
A storm is in the air
Lock up your loved ones
Let your skin not be bare
The ships still at sea
Swallowed up by hungry foam

Here Is Something You Can't Understand

Cypress Hill

Stoned Raiders

2001

nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An' go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with Muggs
What it is
Sen Dog!
Keep it real gangster

finger
Wrist to my bling, yeah, my fever is king, yeah

I'm telling you where we bring it
I type by A-K-S-K
I type by centing, yeah
Yeah, yeah, me boy dem

catch you...
When you brake in
You get in somehow
Baby, ain't you tired of stealing my heart by now?
Locks are no match for your charm
I swear I need

And I don't need no guarantee
I'm gonna make it out 
But she's gonna lock the door and hide the key till she gets some kind of clarity 

That river

now
Guess you will not come around
You're gone
In the moment I'm betrayed by everything
Don't wait for me
Excuses dead on me

Too much has changed

Can

And real victory burdens been laid
Prayed to bear sin's gravity depravity and live in the heart cavity
Torn from the scorn and born to go on from sin stench

This system was put in place
To lock up the poor
And the only way they can get away with it
Is by saying
That they
Clean
Clean up the streets
Clean up

Sometimes I feel weird
Questioning me constantly, harassed by my thoughts

Emerging from my dreams I wonder who I am
And what I become
When

fight!!!

Lock the doors, turn off the lights,
Remove all your clothes!!!

By:
::..Sergio Ramirez..:: a.k.a Glassjaw-Sparta

I weaponised all my feelings to lock them up 
And to hurt 
But your reaction was that of a weary bird 
With no flight 

We got along 
Never really

We were promised the world by the DJ
He had us all stuck up
As we listened to the Neville Brothers
Smoke was choking us all up

Now they lock up