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As a small one I had heard the fables of the woodland areas
The carnivorous, insatiable flying friends of yore
And the high tops, the glorious oaks,

the number, stop the bleeding

I've heard the buzzing from the bush
Beyond the row of oaks, twilight overtakes and gives a push
csk what you came to, I won't

And hell nah' I ain't got no photos
Now I hit my niggas and hoes through the phone
From the O' down to Oaks, Punta Cana to Poconos
And be like
Hello
Hello

congratulations, oaks, y'all really fucked up the city
Some of it is a pity, you fool
Mr. T would probably get me
I'm the king, believe it or not, I am not Ripley
I

all the same love
North Fair Oaks, yeah they call that shit the mud
Don't give a fuck if you think you're above
(Hey!) Set my appraise, my angels block

copies at home
Always stay in my zone, always been in my home
The lane never switch, I just switch up my whole flow
The city of oaks, where I raised, where

Days roll past my line of sight
Seasons change like stoplights
When the evening slows
How good is the night?

Poplars, oaks, sugar pines
Idling in

And flying in the crows lingers but a moment 
In the graveyard oaks, yet inside me it never stops 
So I can't tell who is chasing, who chased
I can sleep into

the oaks, bring a light-cloak
Promise that these demons don't want no smoke
We're just mirrors, talking to each other
We're just mirrors, talking to each

the oaks, Lord
It roars from the trees
Come, blow a hurricane
And not just a breeze

Your breath gives life to dry bones
It lifts the eagles wing
Gives voice

dreams.
The serpent in the round of oaks,
The medicine of poison leaves.

Sweep my hand across the grains,
And thank the blessed giving rains.
For

(Glrrrr Pow)
Cdk cdk (Purpp) dime sacks (Purpp) and moshpits (Purpp)
80 On green oaks, my whole team float
Tab of dat acid is killin my ego, this my dream

I'm aching for you to come around

Days we drove for miles
For a cup of tea and good company
Suburban delight
Hiding in a maze of The Oaks, The Mill

that long ago

I'm still lost in heritage oaks, I
I don't want no gift
I just want you
All that's left of me

I'll give you
I don't want no gift
I just

you shooting and I green the drain
Soon bling cars at twelve oaks, I finna swipe today
You looking hella gay with a crop top on a sunny day
Like a sunny

The Antler, The Oaks, Newport Arms for sunset,
Drambuie, Cinzano and Jungle Juice
End of school Kiama parties feeling dazed and confused

Lucille, yeah we were

I got lost down the oaks, with no place where for to go
And my good luck running dry, and my lover feeling low
We made time where we could to make

From the Oaks, to the Bu, Paradise we love you!

When the fires call out our name
We're gonna rise above the flames
We're gonna stand our ground,

away from the rest of the world
Under oaks, in the moss, I am furled
Where the lines of the lands are all blurred

And deep in the woods I will hide
Over

up, stir and shake
Make 'em pull out that yellow tape ,
8th grade ... I was hittin' plays
In Village Oaks, I was servin' J's
If you run up, boy, you is

up
Let's start the day off with a toast, let's say what we want the most
Bellinis and bikinis, turn Atlanta into Mexico
Brooklyn out to Sherman Oaks,

standing guard since the dawn of time
Rising up above the land
As if placed by God's own hand
Draped in oaks, mountain laurel, and the pines

Now, Ol' Man

Denial

White Lies

Five

2019

A prize is hard to refuse
No excuse

You swear you'll come home in the week of New Year
No leaves on the oaks, oh, the past is too near
Oh, you know,

Like Mighty Oak Trees
They line a shaded well worn path
They're the souls that have walked beside me
And I can see that looking back
Friends that