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though
Car ain't got no roof like
It lost it's voice
Like a mirror after a hot shower
I make 'em moist by the time I'm finished
Beatin' up that puddy, that
the fucking haters hate it
Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys
This is cinematic but ain't
Directed by Spike Lee
It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule
O Vanity Fair-Vanity Fair! This might have been, but for you..."
(from the novel Vanity Fair (1848) by William Makepeace Thackeray
VANITY FAIR
on the shelf
Baby don't worry 'bout nobody else
Them old heads they just a curse
They printin' more paper than William Hearst (yeah)
Now if you got
on parole for possession
Two pistol cases pending, I'm on probation in Texas
Bait a man with a thot when she got the opps droppin' messages
Really don't
As my pores were burning!
By it is
Awaken from my rest!
Something grabs me
Still confused
Something levitates from me
Awake in sweat!
My pores
Wide of the mark
Deep as the amazon
I must impress on them
This opportunity
It'll be too late
By the time they put me on tv
I feel sharp
I feel
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
I can lead by example, but you find it of crime.
Is it best for you I don't get no weirder?
I can leave my possessions
Take
cry, for she's a lady
Let her dream, for she's a child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
And if by
a few parts of this american dream
Well my friend had a dream to be free
He made it come true by giving away his tv
Yeah my friend had a dream to be free
or is we heaven bound?
I bomb the target without a sound
Ain't nobody left around to hear it
Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer days
By the South
The night is calling
When the day's killed by the night
I'm awake until mornin' light
Fantasy becomes my possession
Craving Immortality
Let me show you my
beyond
(I come towards you)
I enter the front in face of me!
And couldn't see my path
It is windy
A void of impurity!
(Once upon possession
of the Vodoun faith
Revenge in store for enemies they hate
Soon to die awaiting to arise
Doomed to die by a malevolent curse
Carnival of chaos
Symbolic
a mean, mean way don't listen to his
heart what to say
Goes to the river, crosses the bridge
Leaves his possessions, if they don't come with
A proclamation was issued today
By the government of the USA
Up to ninety-nine years in jail
For illegal possession or sale
How can they think
victim
Killed by Mother's infliction
Psychotropic sickness
There will be no forgiveness
Severe mental psychosis
A state of non compos mentis
you know and come to me (right... now). mesmerized by fires of hell. now you are under my spell. come closer and take my hand. you are now at my
possession
No matter what goes down tonight
We'll go our separate ways by the mornin' light
But till then you gotta do me right
But I don't need, don't
eyes are still dry
Questions rising, from an inner need
Answers are falling from curiosity
Possession, maybe my heart isn't at the right place
Weird
by good intentions.
their knives all hanging lamp behind a brick façade. stand in line for possession.
branded for.
watching.
feeling.
touching.
In everything it claims
Predestined to decay
In slaughter we’re defined
Devoured by design
-VERSE 2-
And the only power
Was a storm of wrath
Born with an iron will
In years of oppression
Persistence is a skill
The same possession
Raised with a hard hand
Educated by fear
You made
A portal to the agenda of the gods
Unveiling the knowledge of the celestial ones
Unrestricted permeation of the assimilated life by the fathers of man
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