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still be by my side,
if I ain't have this status no purple jus reggie if
I ain't have no daddy I'd be diggin [?
], I'll still be selling off the store no

there
Choked by the hidden hand of God
The swansong is on his lips, an albatross hangs from his red neck
The doves are dead, the hawks are free,

those ghosts they line the shore now

Waving red flags in my mind

Saying, "Get out of that river, child…

There's no telling where it winds"

all across the country underneath the red street lights.
punker's making money to buy beer on a friday night.
it's squeegee night! sick of sparing

Can you hear me
For miles and miles up ahead
There's a frieght train comin
The lights are burnin red

Don't you think the lines been drawn for you

drank from the fountain
Thought about Sunday school
Thought about Jesus
Love that's so simple, grace that's so genius
And just like those ruby red

Goodbyes Made You Mine

JT Hodges

Goodbyes Made You Mine

2012

I'm not your high school crush, your first love, your first kiss
Guy that crossed you off of his list
I'm not the red tail lights that left you

lying, yeah
Yeah, whoa
Oh, no, no, no
Yeah, yeah

Mamacita, I can see the devil in your eyes
Muy bonita, tú quieres estar by my side
She might make

Zion known as an humble lion
See the prayer rug don't think
I brung the iron
Red thug in disguise like a Russian spying
Broke the spell, ten wicked

her coffee
And she buys the finest red wines
Tells me stories of old glories
And I just listen all night
She don't need me she don't keep me
She just

No diamonds in my mouth on my old I.D
Every time I go out, gotta show my teeth
Big dog by myself, bitch, I hold my leash
I'ma say what I'ma say,

a ride, slim jims the door
Now he's runnin' red lights and beatin' stop signs
Cops are on his ass and he's runnin' out of time
So he hits the chop shop,

I see trees of green, red roses too
I watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue, clouds

red, that's for my fuckin' twin (on gang)
Foenem get on your ass, you playin', foenem step on opps, lay that belt
Niggas did that flukey shit to my

gift
Temptation had me by the balls
He sold me a dream, and I fell in
For no reason except I'm a fool

To sign away eternity with one stroke

division by ignoring the feelings
Of fans who know what is missing
Hip-hop in it's purest existence

I’ll tell you the difference
Between me and them
They

Gang war niggas getting their jaw cracked
Hundred dollar talent show
Spitting the raw rap
Give me a mic and a red Philly ball cap
First demo tape in

From Dublin’s streets and roads, all down the years
Came great musicians and balladeers
There was a special one, a red-haired minstrel boy
And when

for the fights
The same a few days later
Cause when she got angry, she'd flip, see red
"You're too pretty for the violence
" her mum always said
She had

know a couple guns got let off
Everybody buggin and the getaway sped off
They said it was a Blood so
They took all they red off
But all the fellas

a Hellcat right by a Ferrari
Admit we really live that, ain't tellin' 'em sorry
I missed yo' call, it wasn't on purpose, I prolly went joggin' (for real)

to kill the light

I kill the light

You got to handle the thorns
To get your own red rose
And let your passions be led by the bleeding

So get the main

mornin'
The syrup started pourin'
Coffee cups by Jackie Joyner
With Versace tile flooring
Rap game Alonz Mourning
Or maybe Martin Lawrence
Could've played

work, and I'm surprised
I never thought I'd be recognized by
Van Dyke Parks

I don't even know now what we talked about,
The Red Clay Ramblers, Phil Ochs,