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All alone yeah
That's why I'll never put my trust in a soul no

How can I trust a soul if I don't even live by my words
These conversations through

strong...

Live for what you believe...
Don't hear what they say.
Conquer your rights,
Turn the page on the past.

There's nothing unconcievable for you.

Turn me up
It's a little bit darker this time you know
A little bit more legendary
Jones life you heard?
Yo who that be?
Living legend baby this is

down
Those eyes and a gorgeous smile (oh)
Those bounds come falling down (oh)
Your world turns round and round
Keep it close when it's found

I want that

of what's fun
Vicious It's the reason
This gift curse me by the tip of my tongue
Itching fire burns son
Reminding myself not to give a fuck none ugh
Flobot

first lemme pose for the gram right quick"
Damn right bitch, going ham like shit
Then it's back to that Ku Klux Klan-type clique
Turn a man to a convict

Down by the river, hanky-panky
Drawing all on her walls, Banksy
And I swear to God she thanked me
But shit I'm clueless
'Cause with ol' girl the truth is

reborn
Dance like David get indignant
I might mess around and get ignorant
Don't just talk it but we live it
Yes we walk it in the Spirit
Walk by faith

ever feel like I'm alive uh
This the only way I'll ever feel like I'm alive now
This what happens when our music turns illegal
All I say is you got

oh
I'm smokin' this weed, feel like a Rasta, oh
And when I'm off lean, I'm slow as my papa, ya
When I do drugs all by myself, I feel my chakra
And my

the money in my hand
Better run while you can 'fore you turn to a fan, what's that? Too late? Damn
See if you listened to anything you would know by now I'm

the pavement
I rushed in like a head 
Must of been the Days Inn
Or the ways in which we touched on our way in
Carpe diem turns to carpe damned

I don't want

the wave I pull up with the rod and you can get found by some niggas who fishing
Hating on me man I can't relate I don't know what that jealous shit feel

Drop of Paint

Amber Rubarth

New Green Lines

2008

Had my canvas primed in white, some water by my bed, a wooden palette smeared with reds and gray s and blues. Dipped my brush into the paint, traced

Alarm clock ringing, no snooze time to be awake
Lot of y’all say y’all woke, but y’all half baked
Things going on in my city and we turn a blind eye
All

nothing but a dream
I turn my dreams to reality
I invested in my shadow
Became one with my mindset
Now my mind set
I having fun with all the frequencies

Trial of the Soul

Kryst the Conqueror

Deliver Us from Evil

As I ride by the light of the moon
Heart burstin' inside
As I fly, evil around me now looms
The trial of the soul when there's nothing left you can

ungrateful the moon can only shine cus the sun
What I find is that I've been blinded
By the moves we have inclined, undone
Now I know why you hide your hands

and turn it up like Kawhi 
Watch the ones with the envy, man fuck the other side
Life sometimes comes by surprise
I got some things in the mix that I'm

we gone make it count
Cause you know that karma come around
Because this time I really got hurt
So universe don't let me down
Turn all of that nonsense

slide 
Deep inside in it
Run away, Mmm. 
I hit the spot didn't I?
Turn you over, raise you into the side position
Ask If I'm recording? You see the red

When I'm beamin' up, I see death in these set of eyes
Took a wrong turn and I'm lettin' the devil drive
Depression, decrepit, dried up, cemented, my

it
We fry beef 'till it's dried out
Turn down a side street and hide out
Everyone inside asleep at your guy's house
When I decide to creep, it's lights

being subjective
By now you should've learned your lesson
So boy don't just go guessing
Don't you ever guess where I stand with you
If I'm not number one