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the darkness
Demonstrate sharpness, elevating the artists
Never put your faith in the heartless 
News preaching gloom and doom
Don't end up just another

lines so fast like I'm on a mission, they call me the samurai
Like who the fuck you know that got a dad with a bad kind of past
Put the music in his hand

A New Day Sunrise 
Lyrics: (C)2010
Tomiko Dixon Grand Blues Music BMI


life has in store 
so many things & so many dreams 
as so as it seem
In

A New Day Arisen 

life has in store 
so many things & so many dreams 
as so as it seem
In living this life we put on a show
we learn how to prosper

worry of the future (Yah) 
the misery in the land (IYah)
you wanna live on forever 
then give another a chance
and as of right now you can start again
by

the city on some tires made by Firestone
Even my latinas be like papi super fire tho
I come in the party like I'm backing up the Brinks truck
Flexing on my

it with no overtime 
I try to fill a little day by day 
Put in to action all the words we say 

'Cos we need something

shade
of bus-conductress blonde
tales of music and movement
were told in grip and groan
but to put these thoughts
in songs like theirs
of the honest truth

You said my music was rubbish
Well you do know a lot about garbage
But I'm bout to cause some carnage
And tarnish
Your reputation
You're so heavy
I'm

Ladies and ladies
I'm going to tell about a time in which
A sunflower showed me the wonders of this world
So put your towels down
Take off your flip

to use you
I tell you secrets
That I won't put in my music
Betray my trust
And you gone see that I'm a shooter
I take your heart
And then I twist like

Won't put in the hard work
You just hope it's easy, ugh
Lames anxious, homie they brains racing
They mad that our music ain't
Pulling the same wages you

bad and I don’t even ask when she say I can put it in her bottom
The bed you make is the one you lie on but niggas lying in ones I made
Look at the ones

parked 
Learning bout flats and sharps
Thinking back to the start

Lay in my arms with closed eye lids 
Stalking each other like spy kids 
Both asking

people just wasn't talking bout sh*t
And I don't put in my two pennies on some not worth a cent
I learned that in middle school when I got my first percent

since I was home schooled
We up in his addy like summing the total
I ain't here to fold you
Just put this jitty music in the Bose and let it control you

like we breaking news
We make the music then sit in the pews
Micah and I we done paid our dues
When I get on the mic all I spit is facts
We put the Bible

bop
Ian got no rivals in this game, I don't have opps
Would never let another man slap me like I'm Chris Rock
Feel like the goat, I think I need

her loss)

If she’s on then I’m on 
We bout to get our mind gone 
We’re in another time zone 
I’m always in my grind mode 
If she’s off then I’m off

Well you know i need that summer feeling all year round
Why you think i traded in for another 
Smogged down, palm tree town 
I need that getting

have true fans all came from another
Sorry I'm such a motherfucking bummer
Sorry my music is trash and it's underwhelming
I'll probably give up by this

across a gun
Infactutated by the sound
When the shots get sprayed, like (gunshots)
I'm about to take the
Streets through another phase


I'm amazed I'm

Put my phone on airplane
Roll a cone and act flame
Drama, bullshit, mad lame
Keep that shit in your lane
Burning gas, no propane
I might pop a gold

make music soft spoken,
What a way to change your heart when you stay got it by the chosen,
What a way to sleep at night when you know God the one I'm