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to the pavement.
Watch the smoke clear ‘cause the fire was blazin’.
Know a couple fake people but I’m not namin’.
Got big dreams so I’m on a money mission,
Want

Slick
Down by the border

Yeahnigga, Strong Arm Steady, nigga
Yeah, West Coast is cracking
Don’t get it fucked up
And Dilated, don’t get them
Fucked up

On the coast 17 hours north of Mexico
Seabirds flying high and the tide was low
I saw my footprints one by one not knowing where they'll go
And I let

I question if they're bonafide
What's the reason that you're here, what's the trigger
Is it the fear of time flying by, the fear of going through

hesitatin' to fear
Know she the one ain't no doubt in my mind
Now let me just make this shit clear
This shit here real baby just special to me
Don't know what

out

Along from the coast is it better out there
Safe from the ground beneath it
Crystal clear you reflect in the stars
And I was buried under

you higher until the coast is clear
Know we could make it there, so
Tell me how you thought it
Tell me what it mean to you
Tell me how you thought it

Eyes fold up from the day
Once alone in this crushing space
The coast is clear for us to feel again 

The once impossible thought inside, that I

Eazy Back
Man You Niggas Wack You Got To Coach A Dime
I'm Bout to Bring Us Back Look Like The Coast Is Mine

[Chorus:]
24/7 365 On My Grind 'Cause I I

Immuned

The Watermen

11,000 Days

you 

Now Your coast is clear, 
But your mind is suicidal, 
Blood is flowing from the winepress 
As high as a horse?s bridle, 

And they want you

Drop of Lucifer

Apologetix

Grace Period

2006

Reminds me that He's assumed control, yeah ... yeah...
Now that He's back and the coast is clear
I'm afraid that we might think of you as
A plain old angel,

You wait a while as sunlight leaves the day
The coast is clear, your mother's out again
Teachers on strike, CNN on loop downstairs
So, shall we

Moving double time, quick
Life is like a mime flick
I'm moving in silence
You move out of my clique
Move out of my time zone
Finding time to rhyme,

chilling but I ain’t Cardi (Cardi)
Yea, this is my year
Rapping hella slow so you can hear me clear
I miss my nigga Jonathan we haven’t spoke in years
Sad

Summer Breeze

Kris Delmhorst

Appetite

2003

ain't no guarantee
Maybe the coast is just as clear as it is ever gonna be
Maybe you don't need that skin anymore
Maybe if you took it off you would not