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Faces of Death

E-A-Ski

I'm Bout It

1997

I only got one life to live like the soaps 
So before they take mine's I'm puttin' Glocks to their throats
Ker-plow! Adams Apple just got hit by

love

Addicted by the rhythm
Drum and bass is kickin'
Time to break the system

Talkin' 'bout wounds soul teachers
Teacher cause again soul teachers

barely got a chance to live

Or the chance to get excited when she finally got invited

By her crush to a prom like dance

Or the chance to do a Daddy

Woman standing in the corner
Telling her kids not to yell
Don't be so dramatic
Get it how you live gotta prevail
Making plots avoiding potholes
Learning

with our lives is it really worth the saving is it
Live by words that ain't mine call it plagiarism
Hatefulism, different schisms
Leave us locked in

got a chance to live
Or the chance to get excited when she finally got invited 
By her crush to a prom like dance
Or the chance to do a Daddy daughter

Flashin' by
Don't pet the Cat, I'll scratch you eyes
Can't kill me, because I have my nine lives
When I'm done with you, you'll be cast aside
Like Jason

from dad too
Some bad moves I made those but it's all good
Ask Adam nothing hurt like the fall could
I'm getting up wit a broken heart but it still beat

potential is as high as could be
My potential only showin' to me
Picked off my sins
Like I was Adam and Eve
son of man
But imma sin again
Psylocybin sippin

in the deep
Run away you ugly thing
And sit and drown in the abyss
Run away you Nazarene!
Son of Adam little man
With the heart made out of filth
Came

pics girl. You the shit girl/
Let me take you to the crib, I can show you how I live/
Like Adam did Eve, I'ma put some in your rib/
Won't rush though,

high 
High as shit
Living life 
For my kin
If they Never switch, Never switch
Live and die 
By the kin
Living life 
For once again
Eating good 
Good Eatz

Moody's Mood

George Benson

Give Me the Night

1980

me
I never can behave

You give me a smile and then I'm wrapped up in your magic
There's music all around me, crazy music
Music that keeps calling

only way to pull through so that I may get to pursue
This is by no means my music, this is YEHOVAH's music, I'm just a mere witness of His gym shoes

(brrt)
Shiesty young nigga, they call me a snake
Ayy, fuck all that, Trick, shoot 'em in the face
Send a hit at five, he was dead by six (by six)
Got

way to show how we live
Apexxxx blessed us with eciv
What more you want him to give
For his music to reach a million,
Should he get himself killed?

endings
What a contrast, deep like a bomb pass
The focus less on her and more to my craft
So the music's one of the reasons we probably won't last
But

I Was a Maoist Intellectual

Momus

Tender Pervert

1988

released by my frustration
Was nearly enough for re-incarnation

But if I could live my life again the last thing that I'd be
Is a Maoist intellectual in

Little One

Chicago

Group Portrait [4 CD]

1991

live
Oh my little one
I will always cherish these days with you

As time goes by I hope you see the love I tried to give
Oh my little one
Let your

you, and me)

I take a step,
into your world.
Your music, our song
lives in the sky.

I slept through the long cold night,
just so I could wake up
with

you, and me)

I take a step,
into your world.
Your music, our song
lives in the sky.

I slept through the long cold night,
just so I could wake up
with

you, and me)

I take a step,
into your world.
Your music, our song
lives in the sky.

I slept through the long cold night,
just so I could wake up
with

you, and me)

I take a step,
into your world.
Your music, our song
lives in the sky.

I slept through the long cold night,
just so I could wake up
with

you, and me)

I take a step,
into your world.
Your music, our song
lives in the sky.

I slept through the long cold night,
just so I could wake up
with