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nevermore to my thoughts I cut my hand off
Happiness farther away, keep moving
Someway I'll find it someday
Sunday pass here come another monday
Numbing gave

Free all the new world slaves like Moses
Snap them out of hypnosis
Cut the heads off of cobras
Fuck your ulterior motives
Losing my temper
The axe

I hired a man to come by the house
Cut down some old trees today
He was pretty old himself said he'd been here before 
He knew the place
Seemed like

they've felt the cold
Cut of your sharp tongue, with your delusions of
Grandeur, ya you give nothing and think it too much

cnd when she wants a garden
You

Step out in the LV two-piece, my life's a movie, baddies are naughty

She my lil' shorty, she wanna show me back of the yard and she top me
Smokin'

sever ties, cut puppet strings, we'll set ourselves free

Too light, too easy, too good to be true
I glimpse at this the ethereal when I'm with you

I'm

the wind blows
Home sweet home

Highway Trucks roll by my door
Highway Shaking up the floor
Trees cut down like bowling pins
Machinery devouring
What is gone

I gotta get it by any means
When I pull up
Please don't make a scene
Living my life
Gotta get the green
Tiger blood in me
Like Charlie sheen
She

up and leave 
But I can bob, I can weave 
I can slide, I can duck 
I can see shit coming from a mile away out the cuts 
Guess I'm just tryna fuck 
But

we need it
To caught in macabre and can't beat it
I just keep fucking it up for no reason
Pull the curtain on calamity
'Cause ain't a person out there

Check the damage on my sneaks (Yeah)
You thinking you can hack it
Til' you trampled on the street
(Brannon)
My sword's sharp
I just cut a deal, what's up?

Like, uh
There Go the weasel

When, I'm fucking yo bitch
Make her knees blow
Like, yeah, I can't fuck with 12
Call Winslow

Damn
I spot a opp out by

I got that remedy
Giggity giggity
A zip of that za yea that ziggity
Air the car out front of Willie B's
Odor all on my clothes
You know how it goes

I guess I lost sight of the meaning, guess I'm losing track of time
Just trying to make it in this boomtown, just trying to navigate this grind
It's

don't play up with Lil T Up the Glock, gon' get the bussin' out the V
If you bout it, then go show him Lil Bro always been the type

All he ever know is

Cut the sus Pence, like knives to ex. Vice Pres' jugular sent from a public drunk on revenge/
Immigrants ducking under the fence, say my style is

she hot and she got what I want
Old shorty a opp roll her up in a blunt
Up in the sky
Up and it's stuck
This Summer's mine
Disagree either deaf, dumb

Heaven Knows

Words and music Copyright Paul Day 1986 2017
As performed by Sam and Galore

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I've seen it in your eyes
I've seen it everywhere 
I've

I'm the best rapper alive, I ain't never lied, I swear to God
I'ma spin your block but no papilla, I'ma make it rain but no umbrellas
I can't see me

to six I still be on my Ignis shit
Still be in my hood postin' right there with that Mobile is
Yeah they still tryin' to find a town I'm like long as it's

And sting like a bee
I had to master my words 
By the catch and release 
Like Sell em 2 for a dub
Or $15 a piece 
I go straight to the plug 
You still cough

Cold sweat
Dreamt about you again
Unsaid, the same way it's always been
Funny how you were almost off my mind
Stand up
Burnt by the bright side

Back to the music, out of my slump
Took a risk with N-GEM, guess I missed the jump
Fell in love and got played by one little (uh)
I was down for

and it was years ago.
Sometimes it takes me, the boredom makes me forget the things by the time washed out memories of another life.
Chewing flowers