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lit the shit
These dividends guaranteed to show you
That i handle biz
Have her in the next seat rolling while i zoom the whip
You know i ain't trip

the concrete
Was made 
Repeated punch 
To concrete
I'm sure to leave a stain 
Put my foot 
In culture
Now society 
Would strain
The innovators out
And put

And I'll just dance for you, I do my little moves, while you sit up in the room
And you know it's just for you, it's all I wanna do (It's all I wanna do na

best friend
Living in a commune in Oregon
I took my beater down to live by the river for a month or two

Headed down to a flop house in New Orleans

weighed down by my destiny
Uncomfortable
Don’t like broke niggas next to me
DSO just walked in with kush mountain
Ain’t no stressing me
Like I’m Martha

Just wish I had somebody by my side
I go out shopping and buy myself
Presents so i can unwrap them
Cranberry mint candles on my shelf
Whole living room

Good Morning Tucson

Jonathan Coulton

Artificial Heart

It's still so dark because it's
Still so early and the
Chipper little girlie at the front desk doesn't mind at all
These phony living rooms

the glass
And you was looking round it
On my kids head
I stayed one thousand
Can you say the same
The room feeling crowded
Put the smoke down
Ya thoughts

It was 9 after 25 you came into the world
Chicago winter windchill welcomes baby girl
Hunkered down by the blaze in our living room
Learning how

Full metal jacket I brought my rifle in the bathroom/in the back room/it's a half a kilo drying under the fan /the outside is dry but the inside is

Know it by heart, I found it there in my karma
Contained within the memory, the air we breathe Intelligence developing

The wind and will disappear
In

it by heart
I found it there in my karma
Contained within the memory, the air we breathe
Intelligence developing, the wind and will

Disappear in what

what I can
Standing on the corner by the bay
Looking in your windows on the way
Those people have birds
Flying around in their living room
And the most

said to me 
Each of us just trying, trying to get home 

And I don't like the idea of you living out there in LA 
In a little room by yourself 
And I'd

a way
Cause my soul came here to play
It's a miraculous day
Cause I'm living by his grace
Holy worship coming through
Didn't come here with a crew
From my

sure
Is when I'm with you
I get lost for words
So I'm writing you these songs
To try to get it out

With fifteen years in a room with no windows
With

the least and do the most
While lying with me on this Bamboo Viscose

(Verse 1)
The sheets is soft and so is my leather
Two cups in let me get myself together

a living as a matter of fact

I get a bad attitude from being tired and running 'round
I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
I've never been

what do I do
Please the people or go to my room
Should I be the wizard or I be the broom
Float in the river or fly to the moon
Bake me a pizza or bake me

a hero

Step in my room, then I feel like I'm zero
Yeah, we some good fellas, get that dinero
Pesticides, gon' be pesticides
Third eye, gon' really see

an sipping on smoothies 
Not a worry not a scoobys 
Living my life like the movies 

Early morning waiting and she's looking like a cutie
All this time wasting

Poverty the parent of crime
Murder the rhyme
Curve em duck em every time
Nothing in my fridge for weeks
Eat the rich, little snack
Know our worth
Take it

small scale
It don't matter changed my route
Now we outta here
Taking off seat right by the moon
Shit Ain't no way around it
They say the brokest in

back but that's the past 
We living in the present and our presence is irrelevant still 
Live or be killed 
No other option 
Then I mirror my father