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When I'm Flowin

Rakim

The 18th Letter

1997

to flow
Yo, my M.O., making all kind of dough
From the info that Rakim show, ya know?

Yes yes y'all, I still fiend by any means
To flow, and I go

Nothing But Sunshine

Atmosphere

Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EPs

2000

bothered with caution, no time for fear
Saw my folks carry fear for most my early years
And I learned from it, turned numb and ignored the storm
A burning

Up from the sticks with no sense of direction
Fear of high places and wide open spaces
Set on a path of destruction
Forged into a dull knife by

In the echoed tones
The settled dust
We call our homes
Like picture books
Where the pages fray
To best reflect
The place I've laid
It hurts to look

Bring back the summer days

Ugh, campfires and late nights, bumping tunes by the great lakes 
It's plus 20 on this late night, I'm 20-plus I lived a great

Forever

Eminem

Street Connection

Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake

It may

[Intro]
Yeah, we in Virgo season, let’s get it,
From the Fall to the Summer, never missing,
Detail in the game, perfection on display,
Let’s dive

your Wheaties
I'm into sweet cigars
Suntans and wet bikinis
Off to sell-out crowds from the magazine page
Out the tunnel in the studio
To bring it

Thick As A Brick, Pt. 2

Jethro Tull

Thick as a Brick

1972

from the pages of your comic-books, your super-crooks
And show us all the way?
Well, make your will and testament
Won't you join your local

rushes clear.

So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make

gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied

Darkness

moe.

Sticks and Stones

2008

for you and me

A peaceful place or so it looks from space
A closer look reveals the human race
Full of hope, full of grace is the human face
But

Like a thunder in the blue
Neon lights ignite the view
Encircled by the glaring hues
Haunted by a deja-vu
Shadows crawling from the mud
Sins are

Sure, I know that you are
Tired of hearing about it, But
Most repeat the same theme
Over and over again, It's
As if they were trying to
Refine what

Calling Mr. Welfare

Big Daddy Kane

It's a Big Daddy Thing

1989

her man name was Pimp Daddy Hustler Stack Money
A big time drug dealer from around the way
Slingin' rocks, makin' G's everyday
He drove a big fat

Flipping through the pages, of a life we used to know
From childhood dreams to youthful schemes, how fast the time did go
The summer days,

Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical reaction from the prisoners of the blind
Trying to fight time, it's a battle of the mind
Waiting

When one has to go from this place, I swear it will wipe away the smiles off our faces
We're all open books with no pages
Every day feels like a cadence

by page
as he reads left to right
he may learn to tell his own tale
in some summer yet to come
but for now he serves it piecemeal
never sure it's ever

'yeah'
summer theme

Sum-sum-sum-summa-summa summer time
So sweet
And so sublime
Sum-sum-sum-summa-summa summer time
So sweet
And so divine

had more time
But it passed by so fast
I could've stayed there forever
In that summer breeze
Getting lost in your eyes
Beneath that weeping willow tree

The trees have grown but nothing aged
On the road south of town the same image
The back mirror ready to look
Back in the book at the right page

myself

In every corner I looked
On every page in every book
I was looking for you
I was looking for you

There wasn't a place I could find you
There

The page is the canvas my words are the art
So I say this gratefully
Though Summer 22 you been great to me
It's time we went our separate ways, gracefully
I