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Knic-knick knak
Patty wac
Give a dog a bone jack

I keep a fat stash 
Filled with the green sack
I keep my pockets fat 
Filled up with green backs
Play

of a stock
Or a prize that makes you rise by grinding on ya stop
No distractions man keep climbing up ya rock
Climbing up ya mountain. Find it and surmount it

Many tribes have gathered today
The drums of battle have gathered us all
We stand together in arms, to fight side by side
Summoned to answer our

figurines beneath the sea
Pulverized by torrents of emotion
A battle only you and I can see, my love

Rage of love
The two of us together
Grinding to the bone

Well Saturday night at 8 o'clock
I know where I'm gonna go
I'm gonna pick my baby up
And take her to the picture show

Everybody in the whole

There's something happening here.
What it is ain't exactly clear.
There's a man with a gun over there
And he's telling me that I got to beware.

I

to you.

So when the clock strikes ten.
I never want to see you again.
Say goodbye, and you'll try to make it by, with the medals that you've won that have

Inside my forest dwelling
No light can enter
No life distracts me
Of my eternal slumber
In solitary confinement
Shrouded in mist and darkness
One

Turns out I don't have to say much to say it all
But the words that I know are hollow and mute
Looks like you just get one chance to roll the dice

sink
Hit a lick on the Brinks, Niggas in the clink
I want to see you shine GOD do the same for me
It's only right cause we all we got plain to see
Few

I suck it up
I hold it in
I don't choke
High on your sin
Compelled by
Cold judgements hand
To unlock 
The promised land 

These last moments, waiting,

He knew that she was defined
By the computational nature of a dream
And it was all a scheme
Behind the sweetest compositions of him
Oh
And you give

let me go
Every hour I long for change
Only despair, please free me
No let me go, no let me go
Meshes of the afternoon
Trials of anguish I endure
Is

The universe was reborn by the cunning cups of my tentacle
Choosing the unnatural order of progression to improve my reality
Following the simple rules

ou
Nigga fuck yo crew
We don’t play by the rules rules rules
Bitch I got my dogs no matter what
Win or fucking lose
Bust ya madula
If you try to go

A long awaited magma birth
It trickles in, the global worth
Of it all, to be banished
And feasted on, by maggots 

Drooping eyes, a small price

Heavy focused eyes 
Hidden inside signals from satellites 
We slip blinking by 
Shouldering high the weight of several lives 

We all fall in line

relax
We all just fade

The tension melts away
As we forget the day
The sunlight fails to stay
But maybe that's ok

And I feel the haze
The colors take me

gone by
Skeletal throne reign here to stay
No one to hear my cry

Your cult is burned with roguish flame
My vengeance cooling still
Disciples driven

Sublime, one of a kind
No realisation
Of deep correlation
Tied by our past encounters
No hope to break out the loop
In line, just a matter of time
Sublime,

goes before us to fight our battles and give us victory

Even though I walk through the valley 
I will fear no evil for He stand by my side
This battle

Paint me as a part of your rise!
Paint me as a part of your being!
Trapped between the frames of a painting
Too big to be totally overdraft. I feel

Naked in the rain
Sharing each others warmth
Washing away all my pain
Nothing feels better
Than your touch
Oh I yearn to be by your side babe

creepy
I squeeze tightly on your small hand
I really hope I am asleep
We're close to your Grandma's House
It's over there by the dome
Mort flesh is in