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I switch up the flow on the mic
Might mess around and do a funk song
Cause I got a soul song and a rock song and a pop song, it's a lot of songs
But

Amerika
Home I'll never be until we're all free

So, as I write my final poem under the stars
I look back at all the places that I've been
Counting

for the hills when them headlights on 
Feel like I'm there when I write these songs 
I don't know where I'm headed but I hope I ain't wrong my chin up

We gotta slow this roll down and write a love song for her to change the mood
And what album what romance wouldn't be complete with a slow calming

work to do
Just my guitar and me and you
The songs we'd sing would drive the neighbors crazy
We could hear them through the walls
Stories that they told

look good
Because I'm the best you've ever had
Your words, not mine, write your own book

You said you knew this song
But you're singing the words all

and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't stop

Yo
April 19th

The Birth

RZA

The Birth of a Prince

2003

his sheep
But I found 'em, in a deep long sleep
Nine thousand miles away from home
Livin' the life of a modern-day Flintstone
We the people,

stab a man, it's just a song
"Then can't we all get along?" We can't, bitch
I stay high, off of the bombest cannabis
"Can I get a hit?" Nah-nah, you

with you every nights
Ya
Maybe I try to be in the hall of fame
But I rather write a beautiful song including your name
I know you are not the same
Then

colder 
Like i got it ship from Dakota 
We get it cracking like a fresh open soda 
Know who i be wit 
Niggas throwing shade thank ya tho sun was beaming

Are you famous?
He opens up the folds and so she says in her letter
If you're reading this now, then we probably not together
If you ever cried, I

held 
By acting out, throwing what was dealt 
We didn't have place for priorities 
I can't remember what involved the authorities 
But the majority

twice
Making the rules and we breaking it thrice
Caught in the matrix still rolling the dice
Hated by many confronted by none
Dodging all guns still am

boat
So weather beaten she could barely float
There wasn't even time to write a note
Let alone a shanty song
We got so bored we took a secret vote

sell by the gram
When we hop on the PJ we never gon land
Always on go never need a demand
I pull out the drum
Play the shit in a band

My song on yo

I’m gonna Love you louder. 
Hold you prouder.
Gonna write your name up in the sky above. call my mom and tell her I’m in love.
Scream it, shout it.

flop

This right here a movie
I'm rolling with the Myth
I'ma need you by the two please
My brother coming with
Can't you see just what we do, Ma?
Nothing

I was five
Today I write a new song
The girl i loved for so long
Married the guy of her dreams
That guy just wasn't me
But Im rolling along
In

caused
By human ignorance and greed

Almost two years and one song
Later and nothing's changed
Except for the death toll
How much longer will we trust

direction
I just want you to let me love you
I just want you to let me love you
I just wanted you to let me

Dialogue is diluted by strangers and thin

human full of flaws
We'll take this on as it comes
No reason to rush something so special
I know I'm cheesy to the core
Singing you this song that is

Moses inside her that pussy I part
She love my songs play them when she go to work
I'm cuffed to the money girl we ain't gon work
Yea we killas you don't

Aww man that experience uhh
It inspired me to write a song
A song I wanna share so
Let's get into it, let's go
I remember when we spoke on the phone