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home.

 After he had told him, the prince asked the man what was behind the  thick wood.

The old man told him that behind the wood was a palace where

dead
Buried in brick
After brick after brick
Mastered and bound by man's intellect
And through all the work of our hands
Madness
Madness
Material magic

The flowers in her hair and then the pollen on her nose
She's looking so cute in the sun spot dress
Man she's showing some skin and I'm loving her chest
Man my

God)

I'm by myself, I'on need yo' help, I'on give no fuck, yeah (Don't give no fuck, yeah)
I put like three Gs in my wood, I'm tryna get fucked up
Hop

I been up early, yeah I'm tryna get it
I'm too focused on the bread, can't get distracted by a bitch
And I ain't ever been a bitch and I'ma stand

An Indian man with a bright orange hat fixes his brim for it must have gone flat 
His yellow vest seems to float flawlessly large as he’s met by

a lesson
About to turn up for the year
No problem
Now I don't know where I'm going
If you looking for the money
Just follow
Cant my live my life by

fighting this abonment 

Anyway I'm off that roll the wood man spark that
Momma she a hustla sun up to sundown
Wit no man she held it down
Unhappy and all

The condition of man is war 
Of everyone against everyone
I build the walls that keep you safe
I toil to see your children grow
Unharmed by existence

He was her man, she was his wife
And one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child
It wasn't his child

Yet still he

man, I love you.
Lars: I love you too Pat.
Pat: Thanks Lars.
Lars: Pat Wood! Hey that's you.
Pat: (Sarcastic laughter)

And I wish that you hadn't done

Girl I tried
So many times
To change ya mind
You were right
It was a waste of time
I’m not feelin right
I can’t fight
Struck by ya light
Need ya

Notha Nigga Car/Clothes

Prophet Posse

Body Parts

1998

forget what goes up gotta come down

(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change 
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in

Stone Age

Biz Markie

Buhloone Mindstate

1993

the Motts I knots by the chance
I rain dance I rain dance 
But steppin' just a bit, I don't need another shadow 
Makes makes is gonna be the new man's

So dead inside I listen to a dead man's music all this strength as a
Human try not to abuse it a bomb in the head of every person that tries

and there's leaves and some dents
He don't never go camping but the nigga has a tent
He opens up the car door, moving items hardcore
There's woods by his crib,

GEMINIIDRAGON
BLACK TOP GOOD MAN
Written By Christian Simeon (Chross Babedeaux Music) FEBRUARY 2022
Produced By The HATERZ


YEAH
SHOT!
YEAH
C'MON

got no income
I had to go back home, knock on wood, and then roll me some
(Ayy, fuck all that, fuck all that, y'all know what time it is
Man, check

grams up in a wood panel
My designer talkin numbers like an E channel, diamonds dancin reek of 
Dope in a green flannel, all i need is these Balenciagas

From the field to the O
Smoking on that good dope
2 puffs from the wood
Make a pussy nigga choke
Make a pussy nigga choke
I been smoking
I been

Ugh, yeah
Hold on, wait, yuh
Wanna numb the pain I just wanna feel good
Imma keep on movin til I'm stiff in the wood
6 feet under, losing time I

walked in the place
With a tool by my waist
Spent two hundred on the tab
Spent four hundred on my date
Got the weed, need a wood
Smokin' dope in your hood

Twisting woods up in the leaf
Just like a cyclone
That's the shit that I'm on
That's that shit that I'm on
Niggas plotting with they brain
Get they

Right now right now 
Im really on right now
Right now right now right now 
Smoking blunts fuck woods right now 
Im really on im doing good right now