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I cry in the mirror
With sincerity
It's done
I fucked up
Post Nut Clarity
Sometimes we get a little desperate
Seeing all red, we get a little tempted

see your eyes
I see them when I´m low & when I´m high
But the strength I´ve got I made on my own
still I see your eyes in my son

This is the letter I

ain't got no kryptonite I love vibranium
Seeings visions, seeings colours they all red and blue
You tryna step on the gas but your engine blew
All my

on the shoulders of faith in the Father
Holding me like gravity
Giving me a sense of direction
Guided by the power in three
Except when there's no gravity
Vertigo

Permanent stain on my lips
But brown's not my colour
Neither is black, blue, or red
I'd rather be upset than dead
With a blank filled .45

I hate to walk away

One Time Freestyle

Geto Boys

Making Trouble

1988

God I finally made it
My beat is Uptown, no, I won't trade it
Makin big bucks and none's drug-related
My DJ's Ready Red, and he could never be imitated

The kitty get killed, I got skills

She look cute in her bikini
On the island look like Riri
By the ocean rolling seaweed
Eyes red like my glasses 3D
Made

dip they be like go
I got them red and green light sticks
I be like shit I be like blow
I done made like three live hits
I feel like dot I feel like

laced, be safe
My nigga's flew in from three states, cheap-skate
An elite eight, how street beef taste
Your papes right, face sliced, we ate
Cuz we'll

heart resides
Not with me, not with time - lets the minutes tick by
He'll drive but she valets the day into the night
Red light green light kinda ride

Your name is the key
Its who you're meant to be
It was written in your veins
By the Norns, you're bound in chains

Beneath the tree they've spun your

and women the wild and the meek
Made the water run red at Warrigal Creek

They were never here they were never here
By the grace of God they disappeared
We

nothing
Three thousand lifetimes of light from side to side
Spiralling in eternal dark for all time
Fucked and discarded

"To make or unmake the world"

The Smog

Insane Clown Posse

The Terror Wheel

1994

Thoughts in my head
Of a dead body laying in his house for 3 weeks
Until his neighbors complain about the smell
Didn't he have anybody to know he was

colour lover till forever
So if blue is beautiful
Wish I could say that I made this in half the time it took me
Wish I had double the hours to cook these

Validated, they made me a seat, It's designated
Passion I bring, integrated
Agitated by those nominated
I'm educated, you estimated
Graduated with a burning

to keep her spirits up
Yeah, she don't sweat
She sours and melts like ice cream in the sun
She'll be out of a job at the end of this three week run

We're

to believe in morality or basic humanity
I drove by every squad car the way I took all college exams
MORTIFIED
I made sure to follow every rule my conscience

the jam
My vision board inside my head this week is filled with lambs
I drive past one out by this shop front couple suburbs down
The colour of it limey

lookin' broke
Need to be in double dutch, jumpin' rope

Y'all Northtown folks comin' down to Manhattan World
Serious soul food made by black girls
Cornbread

[Intro: Guys talkin about Tech N9ne]

"And the spiked red hair, and the, and, and paintin' his face..."
"Whoa, hold on man, Tech is losin' it man..."

I found a three by three
Cut off sleeves
In an air brush tee
Still got it
It was one hundred degrees
In the Florida Keys
I still can't believe
I

they wrote books that were worth reading 
And life made sense had a deeper meanin 
Call me by my colour 
Won't find me behind a desk with a collar 
Ah 
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STOLEN LAND BY JULES VAQUERA

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THE RED IS FOR THE BLOOD
OF THE NATIVE SLAIN
THE BLUE IS FOR THE COLD
IN THE HEART OF THE WHITE MAN