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was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees.  He saw the old guitar first, held high, then

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Plowing all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life

A simple man raised up

Drowning in puddles of a dark red bender
Stolen all our gold and
Now they're stealing all our souls
Trapped underground in cages
Call it wishing wells
Who's

said let's get right to it
We all want Him dead but how to do it?

PHARISEE 3:  
There is one among the twelve
Who could be some help 

CAIAPHAS:  
This

rings
'cause the goal is your soul
And I only see red when
I'm reading your code
You looking red like you're seeing a ghost
Witness the death as I
Butcher

deceptive
He's getting by ya
He's the soul of the team
Roll with the screen, Domas will find ya
Like Arvydas, he sees ya, he's magic
With eyes in the back

a Amish farmer
The farther, the further the earth and the sun circle
A ceiling inside a circular ship, the soul burglar
Bird in the hand
Drive-by music for

a motherfucker with a deadline
Three months go by
Six months go by
Still no reply, lil' bro

Blind sighted can't see no more
I love you but I don't at the same

in and out like Cali burgers hoes by the pound that’s why niggas be red in the face
Fuck all the praise watch me dance to my shit
I know niggas gone

D-d-d-d damn
Never smoked nothing like this in my life
Pack it in a pipe, put it to a light
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, I ignite i'm high as a kite
Levitate

do I leave you be
And by you, I mean my memories
Yes I'm opened to the idea of life with you
Acting as my soul doesn't really cry for you
Cause

in charge

I need one girl to get me through my days
Dream of you at night
Your love leaves my soul at ease

Easy like the way you shake it down down

at the beginning of the day
Kush coma
She gon stay and smoke a j make sure she don't fall asleep
In that, Kush Koma
But I told her that she gotta go in a few bout 3

still trying to drop three albums by Labor Day, motherfucker

Saturday morning cartoons
Filling up a medical balloon with some hot sauce
Goddamn, I saw

(BALENCIAGAS)
Big stack (I count my commas)
Two straps (They semi autos)
Get back (Or filled with hallows)
(Illestxj)
Got the red dot
Aiming at your big dome

West side, north side where I'm stationed
They be tryin' to claim we fam, no relation
Yeah, this shit is for the three dog
Now it's all about

by the bay
And Mr. Ric Ricochet
We slay with the ringers
We bringin the ruckus
3 Points at a time
They all wanna duck us
It's crazy
Lil Aisly and Mad

for money... We All fiends! 
On MILK in front the mural u know Martin had dream 
On my Detroit Red, Malcolm Little shit By any means 
All these years in

dead by the morning
My man, we are the entire fuck out here
Lights up, Ryan's up, fire up the sound gear
Been accused of the recklessness but I don't

and wit heavy 
Cheddar flowin
Like your grandmothers mac and 
Cheese
Yeah imma mack me three 
One will be the phatty the second 
Got the tatted cheeks

in the ruff be one of a kind
Ain't nobody like that, ain't no fairy tales around
Til I seen you in that red with that catchy as smile, uuuooooo girl

on the first
When I only get paid on the third
That's why I'd rather get paid by the eighth, can you blame me
Less bullshit talking, more big smoke flaming

to keep the lights awake
Sitting by the fireplace
Prayin to the lord hoping that your soul he take
Shit be eating at ya skin like a evil dinner plate