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over
The line tones punch toothy ticks
'til they find homes like three ruby clicks
The roof is on fire where
Snoopy sit's right now
You should have shot

My Yiddishe Momme

Terry Gibbs

Terry Gibbs Plays Jewish Melodies in Jazztime

1963

Of things I should be thankful for I've had a goodly share 
And as I sit here in the comfort of my cozy chair 
My fancy takes me to a humble

Freeze

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

ladder. Took drums over to deril' to once over the line tones. Punch toothy ticks 'til they find homes like three ruby clicks. The roof is on fire where

Think About It

Special Ed

Youngest in Charge

1989

think you are, I think you better think about it

(Think about it)

[ VERSE 3 ]
The lyrics are suffice, suffice are my lyrics
Idolized by the public,

Welcome to the real world, buddy
That chair is gonna be your bed
That floor is gonna be your playground
Your heart is gonna be your head

Seems to me

Underground

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

an icicle?
At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son
Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious
Peeping cretons with

dreamer
Know they might need some
Bona fide genius
The whole scene see us
0-3-healer
The OC-Beams
Got the whole team fee up
The whole team clean
She knew by

Lawn chair and ice cold brew when one can turns to two
Ain't it funny what three cheap beers and woman will make you do
And by the fourth one in

high
Screaming semper fi
To The Most High
The Merkaba coast by
And that shit is so fly
Chakras and 3rd eyes
Word to the wise 
I've heard absurd cries

by myself
Said I'm staying home, I don't need no one else (wanna be alone)

[Verse 3]
Damn girl, I thought it never would end.
But this is it that's

to criticism that's given
From little men who be ripping and driven by cynicism
Good God, good riddance there must be something I'm missing
Cause everything that

soul cry
Imprisoned by these racist institutions
Even when somebody tell you that they love you
They really gain your trust and abuse it

They fascinated

or three or four
The man who strums the old guitar
Is standing by the door
The banjo and the mandolin
Have joined the phantom band
A woman, once from Carrick

Jesse Johnston had a flat tire down on Chickerberry road
We heard he lost three cows that night when his barbed wire fence fell from the storm
We got

Hoodie on wit my vest
My block a cold war
We know Diplomats in da trap
Got votes by vultures
I'm a neighborhood hero
Can't go a wall
These niggas

I be lonely by myself ion even ask nobody for help
When my brudda passed away it felt like I had died myself
Now that Bari in that chair I got nobody

On the artichoke we fed him
Left for dead with a pretend suicide note
Cowrote by the denizens of dope

Part 3:
So many fools to lambast rapping half-mast 
Kraken

I remember the afternoons
At the sidewalk tables of the same old café
With the wicker chairs keepers of the worst secrets of my youth
When life was

attacked
By me wearing a mask
But this won't be the last
So please make it go fast
cnd I'm needing a pass
Down I'm sinking drunk mast
Fish on land I'm bass

in the air
Tryna keep me in my chair, all locked down in my despair
 
They tried to lock me in box, I try to keep it holy
I’m overcoming by the blood

a beast, won't stop no cease
It's left to the right when I shine that light
And I walk by faith, I don't walk by sight
It ain't black or white, people need

Tuck your thumb, heads up, 7-up it was me
Made a card, a pink heart, will you by my Valentine?

A Hip-hop star, shootin 50 under par, fixin' scars,
Make

Scantless
God we need you now
These that days and times the bible warned us by
Where good becomes evil got the blind leading the blind
Where its us

from me
When I'm all alone yeah you're all I need
Don't you say goodbye don't you ever leave
Won't you slide on by cross the bay for me
I used to dream