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will it be at the base of a tree Leaves glitter with all shades of green
Grandest colors that you've ever seen As the cool air blows on by

Me and you

gain
We're all played more prey
Same python that struck Saigon
Fuck Bush fuck Blair
Same repeating like Simon
Fuck Boris fuck Biden
Negotiating with

Guaranteed

Dilated Peoples

The Platform

2000

pure
(A carbon copy) That's right Rak it comes out so sloppy
(Plus for from crisp) So I leave you wit this

[Evidence]
Yo to me it don't matter how dope

this a simon belt
My shooter Russ leave pools of blood I call em Druss Phelps
Buukilo dropped another tab it sent him straight to hell
Wav and T gon pull

fightin' 'bout?
With some boss niggas that's locked in who wanna see me win
Fuck-nigga walked into that Glock 10, made CNN
I know trapstars sell green

falling deaf about doing cocaine
Drugs these days are made by geniuses with no wit or charm
Names with no music designed to cause spiritual harm
Sold by art

synthetic green
Is this all my plastic love
Is this all my plastic love
Snakes that wrap themselves around my head
Whispering in my ear the things that you

take me home, take me home

Leaves turning early, green disappearing I feel like I'm high, long nights are curvy, can't I just stay right here by your

Come Home With Me

Jimmy Jones

Come Home with Me

2002

the pistols squeezing

Where niggas twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even
Come home wit me, don't leave ya condoms behind
'Cause bitches

Small footprints kiss the ground
Water racing from the clouds
A dance partner warm enough to waltz with
Hugged by a quiet hum
Green and yellow

don't wanna fuck with us
All day like that we know you got it yo
Okay! Save time for next track
(You feel me? You heard me?)
Don't know, the women are

that her conclusions are leaping
Gray Ghost, what's the secret you're keeping?
Hey, Gray Ghost, awful foggy morning
To find you on the beach
Howling out

Where rocket green and rocket red
In trembling pools of poising light,
With flowers of flame festoon the night.
Ah me! by what dark ways of wrong
I've

much thinking
MC's are blinking the third eye
When I pass by
Mackalicious got the sweet potato
Fried for you motherfucker
I touch the microphone i do

it be Ive stayed away too long|Seems mcs be wishing I was gone|Because they wanna be where I are|But ya can't get that far|So stop wishing

I'm like a small tree
My dress is the color of summer leaves
Painted 1 2 3 hills
And my soul is an endless green field

Oh I I dream that in a past

It's a green river
There's no going back
Give a pity laugh to the instant chat
Leave some breadcrumbs so it don't seem far
Get a cool cat to drive

are full of space
To let your spirit fly
Live right by your own ideals
Beneath a clear blue sky
Time don't mean that much these days
But time goes by

stands at his pedestal, nine to five, forcing his thoughts onto yours
When all you can think about is if your footsteps are the reason that everyone's here

Nothing lasts forever, Dreaming my death once again
Autumn winds are changing... and so are the leaves that fall
Slowly dulled by time, broken

Option the spring cleaner popular being seen
Talking candy I was thinking
Of aquamarine green serve by the empties
Throw it out tha window
I got work

Fall (Network Edits)
Written by Caleb Voth and Dave Barnes

V1:
It ain’t quite chilly yet
Leaves are turning green and red
There’s a small town game

are falling piece by piece
My ears and fingers in the street
But still yet see no morning sun
And here's my victim's early run

Quickly grab him from

of the earth would come the birds
And make their home among my leaves
Here they would be overcome by your love 
And you would meet all their needs

Good fruit