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collected by the officers, yellow tape on the fences
Reality checks, walk to the bank and cash a little
But stash it brittle, so later the pounds in hand but

sitting by the pool
While my girl doing some sets
In the bar with the locals
Mixing cali with the sess
I'm somewhere between paranoid and paradise I guess
I

conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave

VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless

a počítačový týpek
Inak by som dávno spieval oktávy jak T-Pain
Včera som nahral album, ale nechtiac som ho zmazal
Kým nahrám ďalší tvoja stará bude stará
Vravia:

Song Title: Famous Last Words 
Album: Our Chemistry is a Tightrope
Artist: Porcupine
Music and Lyrics by Casey Virock, Nick Roesler

I want to make

Your writtens don't touch two of
My breaths between my tune up
You sit in level glue stuck in flows froze like Medusa
So cold with the tool you

And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper

hair just like DiCaprio's
The years between it's made a difference in it all so we
Kick it on the patio as models make their cameos

Gearing up for

your girl get in between it
She get up and get a towel once we're done so she can clean it
Man I wish you could've seen it
She was screaming
She was

written in blood because the shit goes deep, if you were to sleep, find your self awaken in a dream, now unable to be awakened by the screams
You might

A dented tricycle, a child's ghost forever frozen in mid-pedal
Faded photographs, faces obscured by time
Their stories locked away in forgotten photo albums

My people slaved in this American regime
This need I feel remain, Rahim
Stay on my team praise to the most high
Fuck everything in between
Seen young

Brain fart, I'll rip your ass apart Leave your D.O.A. in the mouth of a shark
Meg, pop the beer keg Flip the beam between your legs
Nobody cares,

every single day up at the stars working hard

Ey
Now do you ever took a side
Where someone got in between your dreams and the only problem was time

Ey

Watch Out (Hey You)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

and the advice
Drunk, walkin' out in traffic just to fly kites
Time out, the free style rhyme out, my last rights
Fuck a classic album, give my life 5 mics

Super Luv

Ultra

Big Time

1996

like a bitch, get smacked by your pimp 
Your steelo's undercover, corny on the real brother 
Keep that mop down, just like your album sound 
You flop,

heard she got that (Boston Crab)
Batteries in your back, go by what he say
Just need you to know that it's no lee-way,
and the tables are turned, go DJ
So

track of the album “Cantigas de Maio” (May Songs), that debuted in Santiago de Compostela (capital of Galiza) in May 10th, 1972.

Outlawed by the Fascist

album
Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am

in rehab by the way
Oh that's quite a story, she wanted to stab me (with the kitchen knife)
So now i'm fapping alone, the feeling's weird about my cat

Unfettering the Hoary Sentinels of Karnak

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

cyclopean monuments
Feh! If only they knew the true extent of this great cosmic puzzle! 
They are as fools who view a tapestry in a darkened room by

but I ain't perfect I be
Gettin sauce for a pastime
Right now I’m in between
Shots like it's halftime
And life is good now but if it wasn’t, I am
Back

with by not giving your mind enough time to be healed
Drowning in the silence of my solitude
Pissing mouse on cotton, fill up the swimming pool
Losing my

Classic

Nas

The Lost Prophecy

2007

ain?t right, by the time you could afford it the car ain?t important 
In the streets silent, it?s just I and - cops keep firin? in my environment 
Leavin?