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Closing time aye
One last sip one last smoke then it's all good
I'm looking for closure it's time to start fresh
It's time to start new it's time

the worst things upon my mind's screen
No I don't scream it's silent I think
Now one eye wide open looks like I'm winking
What was I thinking tryna be famous

Early in the am just getting Started
City sent some more
Flames lit it up sparked it
Token poking touch screen in Motion
Every bar line designed with

work!
Let's get it
Early in the A.M
Just getting started
City sent some more flames
Lit it up sparked it
Tokin', pokin', touch screen in motion
Every bar

the leg
One beer up the sleeve
Then I'm ready for the club
No Henny, cuz it makes me sick
Now I'm outside got to breathe
All this smoke in my clothes

droppin'
I hope you fiends cop it
Ain't no cheatin' in this game, why you screen watching
I seen you screenshot me
My lifeline don't rely on WiFi, nigga

come and go
They got lost in the system
Or ended up on the pippy
Guess its too hot in the kitchen
I'm always ready for the smoke
I just wanna make sure

burning sage like smoke could somehow raze a statue

The dreams you float while in your bed
and forget when morning hits your eyes
are collecting dust

A blurred image in my mind
Etched into remains
Of a love you always burned away
The static on the screen
Fades falls into decay
Through the smoke
I

Pete cos I stay with bars
They see me on screens just like Pixar
And they pulling my strings just like guitar
I stay smart, it's in the heart
Gyal going

I never learned from my mistakes
Until I'm too late to do anything
A screen glows in a dark room
Laptop talk of a change that never came
Oh no,

need to believe in yourself like I do
Hold your nerve, hold your nerve
Steady and sure, soon will come your turn
Then you're here, out of the smoke

give it to you, ah
I wanna fuck you, just like that, yeah

I don't know her name, but I can see her through the smoke (I can see you)
Damn I love

Go

The Social Experiment

Surf

2015

really want is credit cards, billboards
Magazines, movie screens, money rolls
You really are the shit that you see, huh?
You know you only see what they

Fall Into These Arms

New Politics

A Bad Girl in Harlem

2013

My cell phone screen is cracked
Vodka bottles in my bath
I kiss better when I'm drunk
Sex is best when you're not in love
Though we've only met

Keep Ya Heads Up

Ya Baby! String Quartet

The String Quartet Tribute to Tupac

2005

and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her

Fuel Injected [Remix]

Saukrates

Battleaxe Warriors, Vol. 2

2002

Turntables, speakers and the board for the mix
Nothing left, how could you bump the rest
You need to jump out the smoke to where the air is fresh

Don't

to find a flat screen to crack 
imagination has a way of reshaping the destinations on our path 
Somedays I wake up and wanna make out with the past 
but

with black smoke
You live in fear of the people
As you whisper down their ears, when they're all alone
Roads filling, with dead bodies
While we're all

close
To the blacktop
If Hollywood
Is the backdrop
Zoom it in close
For the wack plot
If that cain smoke
Then it's crack rock
Keep a clean nose
Or that

miles away
Lost inside their shadow play  
Miles away, miles away
So many miles away

Highways strangled with smoke and dust
Hanging over the evening rush

abolished
Is the mission for sure
This is the cure
I give you the raw

Indoors
With the pipe and the slippers
I’ll be back for breakfast
Smoke me a kipper

jesteś niezaznajomiony

Gramofony skrecze
Jak w tramwaju na szybach
Szybki hajs samochody
Sony blaupunkt Toshiba
Wieczór smoke cheba cheba to mi wzrok

everything rented
The bots in the comments on what your dependent
I do not what I want
More like do what I can
I been picking the screen
And not picking