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potions of the plants
When the rivers run dry
Our tears will fill them up again
We are the stars up on your skin
The shadow of the wind
The heaven in your

touch that bitch with my pinky toe
Don't keep a pole but I make a call and they gon appear
I'm like Houdini ain't no lock or box could keep me here
I love

the unconscious
With the rhythm and content, beat shaking the complex
And I take it with me, travel the earth
And rhyme with my memories and all that i've learned

you can't catch
Your brain ain't your main flex, G Regardless I been fire
My Lyrics are loud neighbors; It's hard to forget when you live by them
Got my

to violate
Throw a beat my way its gon make us all money
Mic check
Look
Albania
Queens
Let's go
This one for my for my shqipe's I would never turn my back
Left

(Intro)
Da nicest wit da pen, so I ain't gotta pretend
My arms might extend if i go out on a limb
I find the will to win and fan the fire within

boomerang
I'm talking all this crap but I'm backing it up cuz of my clever brain
There isn't no aim, just me saying fire
Just miss making rhymes and lines

thots
Say I toss her to Swerve he gon' beat up the box

Me and Lulheim we stacking this paper
Gotta watch what I'm doing gotta watch for the neighbors
Yea

options
I'll get a crib in Atlanta, someplace I can just box in
And keep myself in the corner, and keep these beats on rocking
Last year the parking deck

understand
Lana kuyabheda ngampela
This beat is making my heart to beat
Let me crush my bit
Before I quit this shit
Honestly I did
It's your turn to quit
I am

A genius blueprint plan
That the world has never seen
Until today, and it will take
The earth by storm
And he wants him to
Come down to meet him
In the Sinai

of Fireflies
The wind is calling, sky is falling
Stand for something, die for nothing
Sickened by they phoniness
I’m trapped inside my loneliness
Depression is

Making a Murderer

Black Thought

Streams of Thought, Vol. 1

2018

to fire
Only the ghetto Beethoven replied, the ninth wonder maker
Thunder breaker send these toys to the undertaker
My pen smoking like a rude boy from

choppas off

I'm moving all in camouflage
A nigga tryna beat the odds
Shawty giving me ha jaw
And I'm bout to beat the box

You niggas think this shit is

out by any means 
Even if I gotta aim a beam imma shoot it 
But since i got this fire spitting flow imma use it 
Bout to get my special 
And then turn

Iye-le-le-le 
Oshey (hmmm) 
Rasta (hhmm)
Effiko, on the beat!
Ajé ajé (shoma bamilo) 
Ajé ajé ajé
Ajé (yeh) 

Baby shoma bamilole?
I gat you for

thats the shit I love, astro physics so illicit humble flexing thats what's up, in my lane beep beep, i'm making fire, heat beats, to taking shots swish

the pendulum swings
Another change for the worst, another change of the wind
Another day goes by like there ain't no time like there ain't no finding this

it's backed with no action
So I just let em' talk while I count up on the back end
Independent grind, and his broad call me captain Smoke turn fire, but

bless
She's the way of my success
Between me and you there's a difference
I mean a little finesse
Whatever I've done, was by myself 
Listen, please

And buck wild I turn your bones to fossils you lost now
I dropped down on earth to pick sides and never play it nice
Put Derek Chauvin in a chokehold and see

How do I keep the fire in me
Different show, state, city out here hiring me
Eye on the prize, eye on the money, eye on the dream
God bless with me

Y'all need to finish your weet-bix
Time to reup on your vitamins
I got two mandela pieces
That's what I call born free shit
Used to beat box now Reebok

big brick
I ain't talking LEGO this, this is counterfeit
Turn the beat up yo this my shit
I turned my dick into a glock and I cocked it
Pulled