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Once long ago,
in a little village that lay in the midst of high hills
and far-flung fields
there lived a poor old farmer with his two lazy sons.

A diminishing soul, but the sentimentals ride
No go
What I'm on?
Used to be the outer body, smoke, drink
That's what I embodied
Daydreaming of the top, no Rocky

Once long ago,
in a little village that lay in the midst of high hills
and far-flung fields
there lived a poor old farmer with his two lazy sons.

the middle
Oh...
Why, oh why can't we ever be okay?
The lies and the fights always getting in the way
Why, oh why must it always end this way,
Like it's just

out)
(I'm breaking out)
Of this prison state of mind
There must  be more to life than this

So much for a nice career
When you hit a dead end by thirty

artists Velappar
Your Majesty,
This time around,
we must search for a true artist and honour him.
What do you mean by a true artist?
Your Majesty,
a true

our Kingdom.
We must go out and enjoy horse rides in this great weather.
I too had the same wish.
God, has given his eyes to enjoy the beauty of nature.

My Word is my bond
Word to my FlyJuly charm
I’m Solo like Han
To every pro there must be a con
And I know I'm right even if though I was wrong
I’m

Sorry bru you must be lost now
You anting posh you a fake boss
You’ve been brainwashed to the chaos
Same cut not the same cloth uh
Talking up to God a lot

Way back then it was simple
I didn't need much and there were far less issues
A lot less i miss you's I must confess i did use
My time unwisely till

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams maybe better dreams

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams

at last to me 
Revealed the path
A journey through Hell
Am I what a Queen must be?

Unimagined is my pain
Magnified by my solitude
Terror! Desolation! Oh my

guess the Holy ghost must be a woman
Used to think I knew everything
But now I'm not so sure

And I'm swarmin' like a storm out of the east
Like

time we talked was the first grade, class of Ms Pearl
I let you borrow my blue crayon, that must've meant the world
Listen, I ain't trying to be

Right Hand

Mastedon

It's a Jungle Out There

2009

I look around, my life stands before me
I hear the sound, of words that will restore me
Guided by the vision of the truth that will abound
Having

Constantly

M.Y.M.P.

Versions

2005

I knew it was there
Though I tried to hide it
But the feeling just kept on shining through
Haven't known you that long
So I try to deny it
But

me tell you story 'bout a lil' nigga 
Who tried to stay out of the way
Use to be posted right there out on Lorna 
Had eaters pull up all night all

something that you have got to see

and every single part of me will bring you flowers when you die

there is mr. death

take him by the hand

and lets walk

laugh
But more wrapped up in what binds our ever distant lives

But if I must go
Things I trust will be better off without me
But I don't want to know

of nature itself.
The flames in his eyes revealed a secret... of what was to be.

(Voice of the old one:)
"There must and shall be blood.
Pain until the last

I was way off track from start

I judged everything by my damned heart

I walked unprotected 'gainst the blows

How was I suppose to really know

Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro'

of missing out on things
That undermine despair
Afraid to trust, afraid she must
Be unable to share

Afraid that all her fantasies
Will vanish in the air
Sad