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become riddles
If I smell smoke there must be fire 
I look to you to take me higher 
How can I deny when you move my eyes toward the prize 
For your

know what i been thru
Live 1080p
Got my baby on me
I stay alone
I don’t use my phone
It’s just ‘cause I know
Where I’m going
And when I’m gonna be there

Pressure

Until the Ribbon Breaks

A Taste of Silver

pressure, poison at the core
Quick storm coming, god save the queen
Wake up from your dreams
There's a riot in the town, smoke in your lungs=
Pressure,

submissive
But she knows how to flip it quickly
If there a stripper infront of you
Get to tippin
It's time to get lifted
Hands up in the sky
If you gonn smoke

a bow timer for a rope tire to propose
Just know when I show up with the folks, they will go try to throw fire

With the ammo that I took and I blow by

masks on or
It's yet one more year where we won't have a con

To no one's surprise, the West Coast was on fire
And ten states away the smoke covered

grabbing the pussy by the handful
Cause the man knows
That he can’t lose
With a few scandals
When Vladimir Putin is handing him
Wikileaks used to advantage

fire like dragon
Young boy cause havoc
And when im up there rich and famous, lookin back, i couldn't imagine this
Im always staying humble by myself, not

and my brethren them
No sellout, no gun for hire, no infinite smoke without infinite fire
Es la masa infinita que te trae el sabor, te trae el amor y te

[Intro]
Whoa, whoa, whoa

[Verso 1]
Heard you whisperin' my name, yeah, through the smoke screen
(I know you miss me)
Tears fallin' like the rain,

the blunt then she passed that
Before she passed that, she better ash that
If you tryna smoke, better match that
You ain't got no bomb, where the bag at nigga

frail
On inside mother's womb, Baby braille
c silent scream, a whispered yell
By what could have been, unborn trails
Smoke spirit like embalming fluid

are flyin
By high air
Them niggas don't
Play block

I'm startin' to think
They disappeared
Opps droppin
All these songs

Run and slide
They never there

niggas always wifed up
Talkin' bout what they gon' do in life
Cause where they at now ain't poppin'
Shit ain't hoppin'

But get like me, get froggin' in

Had to call on His name when I lost all hope
Enemy came with the fire, I was losing the fight man I lost all smoke
Engulfed in the flames so I lost

On the mob, I'm cleaning shit up
Get to swinging that drake on a op nigga block
Damn, watching him run
I just pull up right there where a op nigga be at
I'm

with the fo'-fo'|Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa|Fuck rap, coke by the boatload|Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed|Left

Hitler as Kalki (SDM)

Current 93

Thunder Perfect Mind [Expanded]

1992

we deliver him?
There may be the black dog
There may be the white dog
Hitler comes as Kalki
Kalki comes as Hitler
Teeth. Teeth. Teeth. Teeth.

apart
And I feel Your hand You're walking with me through the fire and smoke

[Chorus]
This world is COLD
COLD (cold, cold, cold)
It's COLD (cold, cold,

a hearse/ see every fuckin verse/ we hit em where it hurt

Yo we puttin in this work, we put 'em in the dirt the pastor still preachin/ all up in the church

honestly thinks
They can fuck with the beast
But you ain't fucking with me
Fixated on ascending thru the smoke
I'm a dead rose
With no beauty left in

then you better depart
blow smoke to the sky
with a cuban cigar
100 with it
all the bull-ish 
I ain't F'ing with it
she looking fire
and she want it with

the rails 

Barely skating by, but I'm fine, climbing the stairs 

Meanwhile time is passing us by, and I ain't been there

They're on the stairway to heaven

fireman sam/
Hope that the feds don't find my gang/
So many thoughts if i wrote dem down to keep them I'd  have to try and hire a van/
Bars so fire there's