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And a sprinkle of sin I will propose
This deal will give you what you want
But first you'll have to meet me down by the
Crossroads
I'm the miracle bringer, Just

on yo brother
And later on yo sisters too
Wondering where it came from
Or what the fuck 
Did I do
But now the coin flipn sides
N the side being told
By

through my eyes
Leaving my tears streaming
The stars red and bleeding
Blue night sky beaming
Rage and regret
Are all I'm seeing
Yes this is life
Your very

These words were composed by Spencer the Rover
Who had travelled most parts of Great Britain and Wales.
He had been so reduced which caused great

to death and they're on your left
Men daring to catch you, slave runners, coming 
You heard of a lot of your tribesmen got caught By these men 
cnd never

Lord I'm going dummy
I just be feelin alive
Look at my eyes
I just be hella fried
We stackin and workin our dreams
Servin em feens
Get it by any means

type of time I'm on
Can't let it be bygones like by gone
I want you to be the one singing to my songs
I gotta dozen tracks for you to try on

Plus shawty

feelin I’m different
Findin' the things that I’m missin
Pad to the pen When I’m gettin it
Young Niggas driven chauffeured by ambition man
All of my Niggas

Dostoyevsky

Black Thought

Streams of Thought, Vol. 1

2018

I ain't got Jay number, I CC 'em the proof
'Cause everything I pictured in my head is always coming true
They say you need vision to see eye to eye

battled demons
Niggas lost jobs
Now he outside
Now he selling hard
Thru the eyes of the gram
He a trappin a nigga
Influenced by the likes
Of us rappin'

some three-chord truth
Wheezed by a wizard on the phone from Duluth
He said, "something's happening, but I don't know what it is."
"Do I, Mr. Dylan?"

journey, bumpy ride. Foster grasp, fought to rise, on the edge, tear-stained eyes.
Youth misused by abuse, head in lockers shame profuse. Free lunch tickets

but you’ll be gone by sunrise…

Had me feeling so high,

Your pretty brown eyes, nah they never could lie,

Oh you could’ve fooled me and you really did

eye
Shut, everybody else out
Just, wanna’ make myself proud
Shut, everybody else out
Just, wanna’ make myself (shhh)
One by one, I shut them out, I cut

and I'm getting really good at lying to you
I can't look you in the eye
You're a stranger in my mind
And he's reaching for life line

You can let go of my

feelin I’m different
Findin' the things that I’m missin
Pad to the pen When I’m gettin it
Young Niggas driven chauffeured by ambition man
All of my Niggas

Anytime, Anyplace

Arie Selma

Sandbox Groove

2000

In the thunder and rain
You stare into my eyes
I can feel your hand
Movin' up my thighs

Skirt around my waist
Wall against my face
I can feel

even they acquiesce to clear and present danger, life oppressing strangers, we're suppressing anger, and violence, and gun play, keep up with this

even they acquiesce to clear and present danger, life oppressing strangers, we're suppressing anger, and violence, and gun play, keep up with this

the sub-frame
Blinded by electron cloud, projectiles down
Quatrocentro quality lines, aint know he had the jam the cut
The shit with filling, rhymes is Washington

our eyes
Try to live each day with compassion
For all these people passin' us by like
I know too well you've been through hell
You don't gotta judge

of sight and you're searching in vain

The eyes of a thousand strangers
They're watching your heart so low
Your life like a silent movie
And no one to save

finally extinguished.
Mr. Stranger, aka The Bone Man, goes to Dublin
Space. Time. Rhythm. Static. Kinetic. Truth. What is truth?
Silence. Do you know?

Yeah Im going all out no holds Barred
Stigma has stung and done me so Proud
Got praised by many strangers out Loud
I've bowed to the true listenin' crowd