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Sambo
Cut down yo whole family tree 
Hung you on the branch tho (Ya)
Now you riding out super black lambo
Wings up tips up window dipped in camo
Now you

faith and I don't know why
You think you know me? Bitch you don't know nothin bout me
The crack up on my shades, and the window right behind it
I been

he'll like the taste of his own blood
His giant head relieved by a cracked skull
Tell him all your woes
He won't get off til he knows
Everything that's

sweet melody at my window soft and true

I sat there strumming softly on my beat up old guitar
Cracked and mangled from the years in the back seat of my

gone
The rest of the weeds in the bong
I let that shit rip and it's on
Homie come on don't look so surprised
You could tell that I'm high by the look in

time
Staring at the sunrise, still buzzed
Sirens by the window wake me up abrupt

You know the autumn arrives a little earlier each year
Your voice

The windows are flaking and cracked
With all the things I've forgotten
And the guard dog is laughing
His brain is a spider
He's whispering my name in a frenzy

sky with sun we rise I heard the coyotes call through my cracked open window moonlight now another birdsong sung symphony of singers *

Breaking my back to see what you see
All the pavement cracked, you did this to me
Walkin' and a-walkin' and a-walkin' too long
Runnin' and you're

down by the poolside
Yea my niggas fucking ready every damn day
Strapped with ak's m16
Why these niggas think im playin
Pull out the strap then hit em

She can see it in my hair 
And in my cracked back tooth

Oh oh oh oh oh 

Now she's resting with the weeds
Atrium attendee
Just past the window in my

to f**k your friends
Got a big box full o’ Richard Mille thangs
Spend that money fast I be spendin’ n***a
Flyin’ first class, window fuck the middle
Little

What? wha wha wha what?
(P h L y by the way thou)
Huh? Wha, what this n***a?
This little n***a acting like he murder something
Tweeting like he bout

in our suburban city
By volunteers from
The Los Angeles Gay & Lesbian Centre

George Kelley was the name
Of the volunteer facilitator
And the first guy

Snake saw right through me by the fireside
He looked me in the eyes, said "you alright?"
Well she stood there in my mind's eye
Throw your hands up if

Before We Start to Forget

Headlights glow
Bodies of wire and snow
Cracked windows cheap alcohol
As the old sparra sings

Glasgow smiles
Be endless

of dreams, where friendship will always reside

Got the Windows cracked with the city's narratives on display,
Concrete verses where these late nights hold all

I be leaving? What do I believe in
I stay by your side, I'm staying where she is
A baby, a family, we made an agreement
She asked what I want,

A reflection in the window
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo Ooo
Ooo
Ooo Ooo
I am beautiful
But not in my eyes
I am beautiful
But my reflection makes me cry

I am beautiful in the day

Someday 
You'll let this go 
I know you will 

Oh, little darling 
On the sidewalk at the old house 
Lingering by the bedroom window, looking in

still bleeding
My heart then cracked
I'm Still breathing
Come to my hood
And got a strap you better bring it
I don't know what niggas think
I really don't

Through the window looking glass
c mirror in my mind
Feel the water rise above my head
No time to die

Shadow people huddled what the light reveals

You can tell by the lines on my face that I've lived
I'm no good when I'm standing still, this cracked windshield is my window sill
But you don't

back of the van.
Trekking cityscapes that I don't know. Block the light outside my window.
Don't you know? it's the same every place that we go.
The sun