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Kiss the World

disappear fear

Disappear Fear

1994

I'm gonna sleep by myself tonight
Kiss the world good night
We just hit mile three thousand thirty three 
We're heading west on interstate eighty,

I seek a form of chaos where the hills are green
The palm trees look like paper on an old TV
The sky is getting darker, and the marble's gone to ruin

light green and that powder 
Fuck getting paid by the hour
By any means the object is to sit on top of that mountain 

Now they looking out for ops

like I’m Scottie
Addicted to makin deposits
Yea you know how we rockin
I’m all bout the green like I’m Irish
This money turn me to a pirate
I pop me

Need girls 
 Rate me
 Recovering from my lows


Got the green light I’m only moving on the go 

Seasons change, watch me leave and you’ll blow.

Oh shit

(Course)

Everyday I wake up I’m plotting on that mil tic 
Raised by some killas that won’t hesitate to kill shit 
Up this big bitch to yo noggin you

like it 
I fly in private, that’s the way I’m flying 
This not for bragging I’m leading by example 
My life is Lavish I give your ass a sample
All these

by my side
While I'm rolling up organic green
Oh they say it's legal now
But It's been my life believe me
Growing all the best buds
And we making that

What did you see my brown eyed son
What did you see, my darling young one
I saw a blind woman saddened by her role at the margins
Saw a wandering

muscle muscle
I talk with my chest
These little boys they like to mumble
Make a murder mess
& that's the way the cookie crumbles
Ice up on my neck
so

and dumb but still wiser than some/The reactions of my Mum confirmed I was the one/Blessed forever by the God's of the sun/I possessed the weather when

ignore the game hardly.
Mentored by game changers with points on the scoreboard, and change under floors,
My capacity to ignore the rhapsody, was so

the crown
Walk around by myself, i'm the man in my town
She like when I talk, her panties they drown
Crumble with the za
Woods hitting like Pacquiao
Pack too

much
So I just stuck with the beats
Had to clear out my mind
Cause I was chasing dreams
Too much the haze up in the brains
Because of smoking greens
Then

On the move busting knocks off my Apple Watch
Imma get it like a square
Imma get it out the mud
That's a 9 to 5
And 5 to 9 I'm serving up
Blue strips and green

and then leave me
Got message from the past me, he told me
Watch out for the snake a keep the grass green
Cut it every last week cuz
They tried plot, sent

on Rice street
Now that i'm leaving, i'm on go
All of my lights are green
This ain't no Boys 2 men
This more like Jagged Edge
It's a blessing you reach age

her sick
By the by she forced it down, afraid to fit but frames it satiric
She jokes at every turn, pretends it's real, turn back and scratch the itch

by undead might
She rises on mist so cold
Head held high and oh so bold
Ghouls rise from the ground below
Her eyes a dark green glow
Graves yawn wide

reggieee
What the fuck is that shit?
(Nigga what the fuck is that shit?)

Verse
I got wookie by the ounce, kosher by the P
Roll em both up in a swisher, take

never learn
You must surrender
Your white flags
For several 
Attempts as a
Dirty conqueror 
, by building 
Monuments 
Which  were made out 
Of glass

face
Orgasmic, she go cray
She sour in the morning
Purple when it's late
She weighing by the gram
Periods never late
But I smell her pack
And it's loud,

straight pimpin'
But, I do this for my Jesus, I'm on a mission
I knew I would get persecuted by the world
But I didn't think I would get persecuted by

everything
It's hard to say dat time ain't really change a thing
I will never forget you
And imma always be by your side
Since the day dat I met you
Thought