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Lead you over to the water, 
Said "Hold it down until it does not breathe." 
Tried drowning it on dry land for too long, 
But it was not supposed

Somewhere in America, a brother got shot
By another dirty cop, supposed to serve on the block
No protection from a stop, when the driver's too black

Fuck me, how am I supposed to cope
In the age of the gentrified savage
There's no hope

Kids these days they think they've been hard done by
But

Was kept away by all sorts of paranoia. I prayed. Ran over you. Oh.

Kept in the fight
By the words you said
Sowing lines in the land
Praying that these seeds'll bear some good in my hand
I did a thing or two or ten
What

TIME
TAKE IT FROM ME
WHAT I AM
WHAT I SUPPOSED TO BE

I PERISH
IT'S ALL THAT'S LEFT
OF THIS HUMAN BEING
WHO PERSISTS IN LIVING

I LET MY GUARD DOWN
I

I know it sounds pathetic
It's just a headache
What else can I say
I sent them up to bed
The words I said
May they be gone by the light of day
Oh

from a man
got some cocaine from a friend
and I had to keep on movin'
till I was back in your arms again

Lord, I'm guilty, I'm guilty
and I'll be guilty

Cry

Lyfe

Lyfe 268-192 [Special Edition]

2004

I done had money
I done been broke
I done been talked about something awful
Done been lied on by so many folks

I done even been depressed at times

at remembering
What I'm supposed to do
But my angels remember me
So they all come through
They got my back
And they got yours too
Uh

Sit back, sit back, sit back,

cll I fucking get is misery
Life is just a falsified misconception of what's supposed to be
cll the lies, I wish you were buried six feet deep
Fuck

Science Fiction

Radon

Radon

2000

years
That you'd run out of things to say,
And I'll be here every day.
Phospho~Gypsum, Radon-222,
The daughters watch over you,
On a transformer four

see them in the entrance
I be getting faded fireball is my apprentice
Metaphors I live by my nigga Lupe get the credit
On top of that they can't

Oh What a Circus

Starlite Orchestra

The Magic of Andrew Lloyd Webber

1994

today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without

Why do anything
To our culture
Like we no supposed to 
Turn savage 
In a room full of vultures 
I keep on asking 
But its like my questions
Never get

live as long as I have you by my side
Yeah that's not what I'm supposed to say, but I learned from you:
Saying things in our own way brings us closer

it was forever
I didn't realize when you said goodbye
That you meant, it would really be the last time
Got me fucked up, rucked up, feeling like

the law
Coz I don't like working for stuff that's supposed to be free
Otherwise I don't mind working
And I ain't even notice a change in my life til

leave alone
What am I supposed to do
When a part of me was taken by you
Because you know that I don't like it when you talk like that
And you know there

Those unholy dreams, sleepless nights
Flashing lights in powder
What was supposed to be like
To love I lie

(Thy golden wings
Ripped off from you
Covers

a midnight clear whether snow or sleet appear
Making a list
Checking it twice
Elf on a shelf never nice always naughty
And he’s supposed to be the snitch that

Tourniquet Girl

With Dead Hands Rising

Behind Inquisition

Be still and dead.
You have been too sweet and so sedated.
You've kept those pins and needles for too damn long inside your organs.
I hope the worms

Champagne

Paul Gilbert

King of Clubs

1998

at my new friend dressed up tight
What am I supposed to think
I'll take her out to grab a bite
Then bring her home to drink
Some of my divine love

from counting money
He stares out into a quiet store
Where CNN tells him what he’s heard before
But no one really hears anything
And no one really knows