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It's Sunday, I'm ready to go and I'm ready to party
Gotta be at brunch by two I know they been waitin', just know that I'm sorry
I got fucked up last

all use something warm for the winter time
Mental waves create the space between my blue notes and my blue point pen
My ballpark clues and my blueprint

memory
Remember Decembers when eye sockets were more like ember sleeves
Vintage dreams in capsules built by enslaved forbidden screams
Posed by griots, I

blues away
And since you came by, I’ve reached cloud 5, recovery is smitten
Its like 7th heaven, could be cloud eleven, this love potion I have bitten

Oh

Grendel

Marillion

B-Sides Themselves

1988

Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries

Screams are his music, lightning his guide
Raping the darkness, death by his side

Chants rise in terror,

Grendel [Fair Deal Studios Version]

Marillion

Script for a Jester's Tear

1983

lamb to the butcher's knife
Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries

Screams are his music, lightning his guide
Raping the darkness, death by

play wit one of mine send yo ass to heaven
This .45 it's right by myself I tote a deadly weapon
And we go slide have my bitch to drive I know she handle

Where’s dear Alice knocking on the door
Where’s the trapdoor that takes me there
Where the real is shattered by a Mad March Hare

Where is the wonder,

Dream of Me

Pliers

Dancehall Dons

2002

of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.

Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams

into heaven's door

Sex fire religion
Visionary position
Angel in your temple of pleasure
Sex fire religion
I been granted admission
Angel to your temple

Urgent, Important, Please Read

DJ Shadow

Urgent, Important, Please Read

2019

the new mosquito
Through placebo I clutch doom
Haile Selassie and Nina rolling on mushrooms
It's quick with flu, I trend like Nipsey Blue
I smoke

Dried petals on the floor
It's knocking at the door
Your shirt is paintless and worn
Who is this mountain rose
Blue eyes are getting close
You freeze

why you glow
Yellow, yellow
Soft like a dream
Soft like heaven
A heaven that we can't find

Lakeside days when you started high school
A deep blue place

Colder than November is the chill of late December
Far in isolation from my home
Mystic in the snowflakes drifting down from heaven's hands
Frost

with some chips like a talk is
Stepped out the box you can smell the high fashion on me
Bitch I get a lotta blues I'm a money maker
Chokeslam a nigga

Earth was heaven, now its a catastrophe
Conditions that we in inhumane, need change drastically
My name Nyati, this the intro
Niggas popping beans like

the place you're probably thinking you're losing me
I had a good childhood until I was 11
12 28 2013
My daddy went to heaven
I remember his red hot rod I can

There there now show me what's in door number 3
I shoulda' known by now that paradise it ain't so cheap 
Sacred flower crushes up too sweet
That

watched her death
How the images did swell

Hard to believe that heaven's door
Is waiting on the other side
Oh how could it be
On an endless island
Beyond

Why does it seem like we’ve already met before
When our eyes met the heavens left an open door
Where your beauty left me lying on the floor
“Hi.”

West coast livin
Its that west coast livin
I speak peace to my peeps but the pain endures
When somebody you love already walked through Heaven's

spinin'
I'm spinin' tops on tins stops the wind
Stops the hard knock
Just knocked on the door to my soul
It's hard not to know this
Planet ain't my home

Lame mixed with real
The game fixed changed eye
Color blue as the red skies
Who be in the ride?, shot the chariot
Heaven gave me the crown
Sweeter than

Woke up one morning, feelin' really blue
I got a chip on my shoulder and I don't know what to do
Here we go again, another lonely day
Wash the pain