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He stands by the bridge where the brown waters roll
In the rain in his duster and his hat with a hole
Stained by the runoff of the fields up above

realize history is hard to know
So less than five years on
We climb up the hillside and look beyond
To see the high-water line
Where the wave rolled back

Angered by what I've done
I fill with shame my head is hung
I hold my breath until
The water drifts away
This hell that we obey

Into the abyss we fall
In

lower right thigh
Hits the edge of town with the top turned down
That chasing sound, an adrenaline high
In his mind he still thinks he'll beat it
Holy men

burns out
And if he lose his way then he gonna formulate a new route
For now he'll follow the glow, through hell and high water
And let the seeds sown,

I see a buffet of flowers
Birds flying by
Trees as high as towers
Like they touch the sky
See all those beautiful things and almost forget that

You ain't got to guess
S on my chest, don't relate Superman
YSL, price high as hell, God damn, damn
Just lampin', future fashion, on a hammock
Don't

that adrenaline gone cause I'm high
High

Meet me by the river bring me flowers
Meet me by the river bring me flowers
I won't be longer than a hour
Meet

And brown skin acute spineless
With two kids, hood-minded
See adolescents fall victim to the mindless
Yeah, so baby-sitters, if you love us
And never pet

a smile on their grill
Predicted by devils, understood by the real
Over-stood, overkill, no time to chill
Only a few know the truth or thin line between

the quietude felt so uneasy
She said hell was coming but high water was gonna heal me

I walked home two weeks later with the rain rushing by
Felt like some dam

from the pack with his tackle
Puts some pine on the fire just to hear it crackle. And

It musta done rained, sent a surge down our way
With high brown

two to tango took the devil to the prom
We in hell and high-water and the devil looking calm
Yeah the devil was an angel but the devil was a con
You

you wanna
But I pray you get the message by the time that I’m done
Reading the book of John, so shout out to Forerunner
Integrate the word in my flow,

Yeah
We on that brown water tonight
Putting hair on your chest
I need more time
All the tension is in my shoulders man
(know what I’m saying)
I be

When The Sun is high and makes you bright My heart gets warmed by you
But Just like an ice cream on Summer days your love melts away

Birds in love,

Although my troubles might run, better do it right by blood
Don't keep your eyes wired shut, never know when die might come (What a bam-bam)
Oh no me

albums flop

I'm on my knees and daily praying for my enemies
Pray they repent and turn to God and change their destiny
High yella light brown skin

my culture
And believe in GOD

Hell yeah this shh divine
Grandfather came in sixty-nine
I'm here to mystify
Rap fans that a brown man
Can spit with

this soul, this evil weakens
Air and fire, water and earth
Cleanse this soul, expel this demon
High Priestess:
We call upon our divine creator,

I'm steppin' slimy high as hell
Poured a four of wok in a blimey-limey
I'ma need two or three commas
If they gon' sign me
In a hideout overseas, they

been there.
Like he's a wild high roller and you're Lady Luck.
I've been there.
And does he melt your heart with those big brown eyes,
An' the way he

It was a good day for swimming
So I put on my suit
I met some old friends down by the pool

The water wasn't too chilly
The sun wasn't too hot
We

out of bed
And some are grey, and some are brown. Some got frightened by the sound
Of your song that's moving closer, so near, so proud
Turn it up so