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too short to be pissed
I don't sit around worrying about the chances I missed
I woke up in a bed with a roof over my head
I'm still breathing in and out

the road i'm on the chase
knowing despite
a life for me hides in the night
beyond the beaten innerstate
between the city's lights
sadly i'm in over my head
i

is really cursive
I 
Feel my bones aching, life started changing, heart is always breaking
Now I can't trust; everyone is faking
Damn 
Grab me by

Wait by the river
Counting down the seconds, I'm just a getaway driver
I'm not a prince, but as it goes for a crook, it don't get much better
I hope

hear me
Hands to yourself or I'll shoot off your dicky
And you have no say over their bodies
Abortion ain't your business and fuck your god g
You ain't

Don't Bury Me...I'm Still Not Dead

Riverboat Gamblers

To the Confusion of Our Enemies

To those who closed their eyes,
Thinking they'd be better off...for now.
To those who felt that the gods kept them from getting out,
This town.

To spite

walk around a bit
But Herschfelder was "Gettin' there"
Now they're getting chased and they
Get liked by O'Bannon wee, Wee
Wee squeal like a pig oh my
God

sister
You bad, sister (I've got the type) 
You bad, sister (alright)

Early one morning I was laying in my heart-shaped bed
Red silk sheets over my

rip out your heart and on my sleeve sport it like
Somethin' you feel precious 'coz ya dead gran bought it

I talk so foul, I talk so course, I show no

downtown, I'm trying to by a building
Scrapped up 55, trying to flip it to a million
Old heads tryin to invest, Ion find it appealing
I got it out the mud,

even assigned
Only one year in, I promise I get better over time
My nigga spamming for the glock, I don't even want the dime
Niggas sliming niggas,

Following ill heads they got some fucking problems
Better check on your health, move in stealth
Stay off twitter that shits toxic as hell
Roll up another

something's gonna change
But it all remains the same
Do-do-do-do-doot-do-do
I got a lot of stress that's on my mind losing my head but I got to keep it
Got

Tell me something, my friend
You ever dance with the Devil
By the pale moonlight? What?
I always ask that of all my prey
I just like the sound of it

on me you've really got my emotions deprived like you
Threw my ass into a bodybag and then you tied it
Off, killing me slowly, they be, killing me softly

head not again man I feel like running
But I got bills to pay
So tell him I'm on my way
I really wanna run away
I'm just another corporate slave
But I

Late night thoughts running through my head stampeding
Brain on full with all this food that I'm feeding
My last repercussion of the day as always

You and Oblivion

Robyn Hitchcock

Moss Elixir

1996

the obelisk
Mixing up powders with brooms
You shoulda got a whisk
This is the month of the dead
Leaves on your Ouija board
Carry them 'round in your head

sorry if i'm leavin
And the days go by, and I always wonder why
I can't seem to get out my head
And the days go by, wonder how i'm still alive
Cause I

Would you go
Where the instinct lets you go?
Full of every need that heals my head
Why turning off the mind?
Why to resort pains to keep your grief

the leaders lost to my strength
Keep them guessing within arms length
Take their badges control is mine
The elite four dead in no time 

Even Lance cannot

Silent Assasin

Killah Priest

Exorcist

2009

fly outta my skin
Teeth pullin' on black gloves over my hand
Tryna hold on to the wheel while I'm drivin'
Only emitted before I reach this Island

the Grinch in a pinch, but an inch from the win when his grin turns into a (My god!)
Didn't think it was possible, not at all
But he's smiling, by far,

head checked, he said

"Tango, tango, I sell the best mango
Shady medication for the average banjo
50 for the ounce, I give you my number
One hit from