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his legs
Always marked for dead
Takes what is his
Girl, crushed by the world
No ribbons, no curls
No innocence
Love, its never been enough
To cover up

time is just a concept
And losing yourself is part of the process
Enlightening and frightening with your senses heightening
Connected to your body by

the poor, and mean, and lowly
Lived on earth our Savior holy

Jesus is our childhood's pattern
Day by day like us He grew
He was little, weak,

For some sentient froth 
To piss away the family stock

Skin's gone stale
A bulging sack of bones
Calloused lungs
The hate is palpable

Regurgitate

'Mystery Ride to Grandma's'
Written and Performed by Gone Marshall

CHORUS 1
G		C		G
Mystery Ride to Grandma's
You never know what you'll find

of the stars, sun and moon
It's in the sap that rises up in the trees
It's in the hum and song that's carried by the breeze
The magic you see, is the birds

The essence of it's voice is ancient
Restful in that it dies past our memory

The machine animates itself
In a way that only the inanimate could
The cold spark

this fuse?

Watching it burn, slowly in my hand.
They say I should run, but instead here I stand.
It's captivating, mesmerized by the sparks,
Blinding

The essence of it's voice is ancient
Restful in that it dies past our memory

The machine animates itself
In a way that only the inanimate could
The cold spark

you've got to always think like me
Which is hard when I choose not to think at all

You'll be going round in circles getting dizzy falling down
While I'm

long gone and proving people wrong

Reaching up for something higher
Create a spark and start a fire
Close your eyes only if you dare
Tell me what you

hosted by Kinect
Rockin a white t
With a Larry Bird throwback
Lower half got some blue jeans
And new Air max
Las Vegas strip
Strippers on the dick
Poppin

of a stranger
Who goes by my name
There is a spark behind his eye
Like mine are two in the same
His manner resembles a mother
Whom I called my bride
My heart is

is
All my nighas yea they slang dirty steel
Caught you lacking buying jays b**** im the jumpman fr
Aye Lemme know and we gone slide you know i keep

see me with 
My crossbow.
Get up at your body, its gone cost though.
You can circle round the block, but we 
Know you soft though.
Touch your temple

open up the eighth seal
The love is deep, indeed the hate killed
Uh, this is me, never gonna change still

I'm working, I'm hustling to help my mother

happy
Sparks in your eyes
Two hearts beating
Beating for life
Here we are now
The Silence is killing me
Let it out I need to hear
Side by side
So close

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'till one by one they were gone
Back

Got 2 Survive

2Pac, Ray Luv, Mac Mall, Young Lay

Young Black Brotha Records: Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

2003

'96
All the gals my six (what else?) my track crew and my mother
Make these police wonder: how is he so undercover?
Never been a lover, but America had

this mausoleum
eternal love 
frightened us 
just to lose it all again

I'm done and gone

My seasons up
I'm setting off

time is ticking by
but she had

From dead of night through break of dawn
The crows are calling
Exhilaration wanting more
The rain keeps falling
A spark ignites to light the fuse

Hard Times

Ludacris

Chicken-N-Beer

2003

how much you miss a person, until they gone
Like to hear it? Hear it go, I'm rehearsing, gotta sing my song
I know I've done some wrong, but I can't

Big skii the real skii only one skii
Know what the fuck it is when you hear that skii
I told my homie we gone ball just don't switch
I know we was

now
I think a tree fell down
Cause when that storm passed through
we saw sparks fly out
Got my battery pack
Mother nature's attacking 
It’s gonna get