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to light a candle bag it up,
I was too dedicated I'm on a mission to go up, but ain't no elevator
If I go in, I swear I'm in and we forever rolling

See, I

Post Mortem

El-P

I Phantom

2002

somewhere
About to paint my fear bright glare not quite clear
Stay blinded to the light of possibilities
Think I heard the screams of those in my proximity

hunting deer
Walk in my shoes and you too can have a muddy beer
I smell country bitches all through the country air
Put a honeysuckle on my dick and let em

Lean in baby bottles
But I can't read you no book 
Trappin out the Telly 
You can tell by how I look 
We don't walk in jelly 
These margielas on my

her car with the personalised plates,
That lady in lace, collecting her mail,
while her husband waits by the door, watching his girl, watching me next

sob stories
And hand out goodbyes

Concrete passages float loosely
In gravity defiance
Until moving at the speed
Of light twice removed
Non-aging

down on my knees
So don’t walk away
Don’t walk away Suzanne

The bright light oft he boulevards
Is shinning in your tender eyes
Your perfume is exciting

to compare experiences
And they were telling me that when
You walk around in South Africa
You gotta carry this little
Black book with you
Tells everyone

Guess I better lower expectations
Cause I'll be there if you fall
I don't know that I can count on you
We just walk in shallow waters when we talk

alright
I need I need I need
To know there’s a light at the end of the line
I will leave a light on for you
I’ll walk into the darkness
So we can make it

see
Becomes more distant
Floating away
Then the ghost 
Passes by me
Keeping hope
Just out of reach
Still I see
The imagery

I long to walk through

Hiding near business lights in cold weather
Having lost track of time a good mother
Now building blanket forts the same that she used to build

a instant I'll get the ghost right
Don't see who in it til you finished now that's a ghost ride
I walk these streets, patrol for beef and bread to get my

shit on fire
Ice cold drip I'm still on fire
Try to put me out but the clip on fire
Do it for the team put the team on fire
Walk up in the scene got

night neon light with some Dixie champagne, girl
It's time to get you back in the game, girl

You're way too pretty to be sitting on the sideline

Cause the heart feels what the eyes don't see
Please shine yo light on me
Be good to all people
It's okay to show yo love OG
Don't judge a book by

Ima get rich in the trap house
Wok what I sip til I black out
Call up my clique and we cash out
Pot by the zip smoke a fat ounce
Ops wanna quit make

We'll be right back

Well, just, a look at that girl with the
Lights comin' up in her eyes
(She's) got to be somebody's baby
(She) must be somebody's baby

Side by side we'll walk with demons
Confined to changes as you're lead by fate
Crossing our perpetuation's
As this mind becomes divine light imitations

Dilated Peoples
DJ Premier on the beat
DJ Babu on the cut
(You know the saga, who liver)
(Sacrifice my light but I won't give in)
(That's why

Take a different path
And walk with me
Through the lands of the evergreen and into the wild
Where the mind is clear and the souls alive
Rejoice in

is the last night you will see my face.
Left alone I've wandered in this place all night.
This has to be the only way to make this right.
Surely if I

by a mortal hand
Hallelujah
Empire of the living dead
Set free from the underworld
To walk the mortals land
To walk the earth

As the sun is going down

or obligations
I walk the concrete abyss
Skip cracks in pavements and wish for some day better than this
Dead spaces
Crippled communities
Wallets light
Belts ever