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perched

She noticed how all life was centered around the tree
cnd was intrigued by the sheer variety of animals and plants
That depended on the tree for

I don't need no one to slide
Imma just do it by myself
Off of work I hear a siren
Know that boy gon' need some help
Wonder if they really got him

to be watching you walk
Your pretty finger releasing the towel to drop it
My hands receiving your all
Breath by breath as you melt and we're just getting

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

Traumatised by all thing dragging behind
You know it's to late its all in the past

I miss the days where we used to piss on the water faucet
Or when we climbed

blinded
By the Steez, ain't no effort with this
I can do this shit with ease, ain't no messin' with this
I'm just a child of the bling era
You know waz

staring evil right smack in the face
And we got to fight back this negative embrace
If we don't want our future to be erased
I'm hurt by the hate

off her face
Use it as lube and go for thirds

Cause It's Me and My Cousin
Yeah you already know it
Fucking bitches by the dozen
Count to Twelve bitch

the entire mass would contort its uncounted index fingers toward this young newcomer as he passed
The ladies at the local diner
The one shut not shut off by

can realign
I know love is in my design because
I treat my worst demons so kind
Intoxicated by the lunacy I call it moonshine
Getting out of line in my

Sitting on the North Star
Hot Spitter, rise to the top with it
Beast Coast hitter, blessed by god's fingers
Talkin' 'bout, I dunno when I will stop
Nigga me

swore it would be okay
A promise she'll take to her grave
My how things have changed
You thought by now
You swore by now
You'd have life figured out

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left

Find a fortress when you can
Draw your sigil in the sand
Lift no finger, raise no hand
Shoot an arrow, watch it land
Do it all over again
Don't watch

Your hear is happy

Making love
Right by the beach
Say we riding the wave
Even when it's
High tide or low
Say we riding the wave
Even when it's dark

Am I living this alone
Frozen lipstick painted blue
Two-finger liquor poured for two
Spilling kisses in a dirty laundry room
I thought we did but now

going to hell and back again
Angel numbers in my head, repent to the most high, back again
By myself, by myself, i pour the water on top my head
Just know

I'm tIred of bullshIt
You can tell by the way that I talk
By the way the way that I walk
Patek how I walk
How I'm gettIng thIs dough
And you get no

It's just my imagination; a sort of empty concentration while I
Fiddle with my fingers and take a sip of lukewarm tea

Let's walk lightly

kinda feels like, I'm Jesus on the cross
I can't quite put my finger on it, l don't know the cause
Is losing everything I love man, how I pay the cost
For

But I still don't need you 
Days go by, I get high 
cnd I still don't need you 

Smoking down to my fingers, but your smell still lingers 
Burn hole

Miracle (Little By Little)
Words and Music by Dave Wright 2004
©2020

I've lived out a lifetime here,
I've seen despair knock and hope disappear
I've

Say goodnight say goodnight
What a night my bitch right
I pull up by midnight
Have my money counted right
Say goodnight say goodnight
I been high

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small