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to you
A couple years roll by
And we'd reconnect
You told me things that did not make sense
It turns out that you, fucked, all my friends
So you think that

buck em
You on the ground Bryon Russell
Cause my hold on the masses can't be Measured by a triple beam
Flaws in my history
Now I'm a true MC
The up

simple, untitled, below stairs, lower deck, rank and file, second class.  

It’s good for you they say,
It keeps you out of the bars
And out of the midnight

In the middle of the night, we come to steal your life
You can run, you can hide , but save your breath for the final scream
Your life is hanging by

the price, cause I know how it feel at the bottom
And now I understand why my pops needed my momma (On my momma)
For real, you know these days go by nigga you

conspires to get us low
And I know, the world isn't over, I hope
And I know, the world isn't over, I hope

This untitled tale's unfinished, yes it's true
But

untitled. Let’s forgo the name//
You know lables are last year. Still pay my dues//
Plus taxes in New York — Once you walk in these shoes//
Add some views

We go swimming in the pool
We see the birds fly by
Building nests for their offspring
In the bushes where they hide

Maybe later we can drive in

of one
The price will be high but the obedient will pay 
Your pride is fed by the innocent in needless pain

No control over me
I will not join your

erupting our lungs arrested by dreadful coughing
Her royal stomach bulbous bubbling bulging with undead life
A prayer to unknown and these hellish sights

I'm real with you, you best be real with me
Serenade singer, Untitled trilogy,
My love in audio files, so is you feeling me
And we done fell out fell in

split apart.

Create an epidemic, killing is systematic
Unknown offsprings, left to decay
As subjects tortured everyday

There hundreds of stories,

important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork
I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both

An enamors mass
Which extrudes black tentacles
Slime dripping mouths
With short, writhing goat legs

Sprung to the offspring of ancient divinity

all sin
Pussy a parrot a come wid the talking 
Wen the 38 barrel start spin the offspring 
Mek brain fly weh like it have on wing 
Dem killing yah 
Dem

the offspring
Inducing our falling
Fall with me
Fall with me

Knowing
Holding
Mark of the damned
Growing
Sorting
Acts of the hand
Can you withstand the pull

Did you hear the horns ring
Do you hear the chaos the hosts bring
The great worm is near
Looking deep inside infusing fear
Facing the offspring

reclaims her life
It's time to pay the price
Harmful infestation rises
Our promised offspring will fall in flames
And the flames we create
Rise
They rise

A two horned idol
To which they bow
Unto their knees
As the innocent bleed
The sacrament
Of young offspring cry
With fear in their eyes
The black

a phantasmal presence in the aether unseen.
Unearthly begotten offspring of gods adrift in the sentient void.


Once made flesh there is no returning.
In

The White Boy Troubles

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

italian's funt lawn...bunch o' crab-grass underneath de offspring fo quick 'n easy sanitatium...shit! y'all provvly be savin' up fo yo first lava lamp putty

In a room where mankind's anguish is held within
Where the door is locked up never to be broken
Punished as the first offspring once had been

the heavenly laws of peace you taught or you teach. A glory greater crowns you both, Mother of Virtues, awful offspring.

She who sings prays twice as much,

king
His offspring
Lullaby, hanging from the,
Rope
On display
For everyone to envy!
Release the hounds of war!
Cut the cord
Release the hounds of war!