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plugged in by a cord
Keeping out the cupboard where the body bags are stored
They've drained off several litres but they need a couple more
Wondering will

I guess I'll start by saying thank you
For wearing such a distinctive perfume
And I'll bury my face in your neck
Forget every honest word you said

It’s a pack of swishers
Sitting on the couch If you need em
Seen some kitties walking by
And Ima dog so I eat em
He can try to run and hide
Til

this loud
Trynna ride our waves pussyboy you gonna drown
Potato on the glock this bitch don’t make a sound
If you talking foul put you six feet in

You'll delay the fall
But it comes around
Don't makes a sound
Your eyes said it all

I'm sorry about this, any inconvenience, I swear I didn't know it

crackle on vinyl
Feel me like brail on verbs
I touch those through sound
With a verse
Ya'll know I don't play
Unless I intend to On vacay
Keep chicks bottom

food for thought would you lemme taste you brain
Let me taste yo brain

My dreams tell me what to do when I awake
I'm connected to a place
That I can

to lose
Lucifer it's me and you
Bitch its my funeral now
She got a beautiful gown
Royal tiara and crown
Hell dark can't make a sound
Gave myself and you let

breaking the meter
I’m drunk off your love and
I ain't sipped a liter
And I could care less how
It sound to my peers
Pleaser, never that for nobody but you

smokin ain't no pack
That pack make you get a rash
Got white like Ku Klux Klan
I'm glo-ing just like it's a lamp
Want a feature from me? A band
Flexing

the underground
So profound my sound penetrates
The earths core
Flow cold enough to reverse global warming
I talk about faith so they try to ignore me
Without

Slide thru you can
Find me in the stu
I told you that
I'm built for this
I wasn't kidding
I bet on me
I realize I'm not your
Favorite rapper
Right

Tree falls down
No-one around
Is it a crime?
Does it still make a sound?
Search for hope
Through the smoke
Root to the ground
Eden in ruins
Apocalypse

suddenly
Call it madness
Call it love
A stranger, the sound, in flight like a dove
Unperceived by the naked eye
This lover is one hell of a guy
Warms frost

Another fading light upon the cape
That once did mark a channel deep and clear
A beacon burning brightly used to make
A welcome guide for sailors

myself
When I was happier
I'm in a room all by myself
Where all my thoughts are pouring out
I try to talk I try to yell
But I cannot hear a sound
And I

to rocket
It sound like a thunder rocket
I still love my baby even when it's toxic 
Crazy like she Bendy but she throw
Shade and I don't know
Russell Wilson

detoxing
Boy you really be talking
But you not about it tho
Every time I drop they be amazed by how I make the flow
If you wanna get it, go and get it don't

Another fading light upon the cape
That once did mark a channel deep and clear
A beacon burning brightly used to make
A welcome guide for sailors

Another fading light upon the cape
That once did mark a channel deep and clear
A beacon burning brightly used to make
A welcome guide for sailors

Yeah

You already know what time we on
I'mma pour this bottle and I'm
Getting back where I belong
Left her tear eyed
Made it clear that the timing's

of wealth
I ain't gone lie you
Make it sound fly to you
I'm just telling you What God love
And he ain't gone lie to you
Man lie, women lie
Even numbers get

porch, hear the front door squeak. There you stand in beauty only you could make.
I know it just sounds funny, quirky and so strange but all day long is

isn't bias
Ain't got no agenda to pleasing the buyers
When you went by us, your invited your soul inside us
This ain't no time to stay in silence
Ignite