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intellect
And I'm now I'm well equip to
Do it on my own and own and now we on
But they never seen the vision though
Said it wasn't feasible
When they called

bawl out
We get the alcohol out
Smoking on the gas till we in the desert, dry mouth
Getting high on summits just to find a place to hide out
Drink feel

who's now
New throne same crown
Bitch we never back down pay attention to the sound
So what's new with the kid since you picked up the lens
Heard you

She follows behind him
The queen and her clown
A spectacle seldom seen
High on a dream
A despicable sight
But to them it's alright
He says
I watched it

Laugh with me brother
Til the daydream ends we
Walk slow along blue fences
And the cold fronts on our faces
Walk backwards to high places
My memories

accentuated magic
Only overshadowed by the passion, yeah
For life that's drippin' off you, girl

So go on with your bad self
In my world you're top shelf

blood
Sjita sea qava I'm a loner but I'm occupied
By dope rap ancestors living in my rhymes
Katlehong was a military base my king
The place where success

not this time around not all my highs were out to deceive me
But what did I know in the first place
A streamline of what-about filling my headspace
What

get so geeked I forget to put a chorus watch this technique
I'm about to run it up just like a track meet
Watch me stepping through high knee
I make

Chappelle
He's doin' six months up in county
Possession with intent to sell

Back at her place she did the dishes
She hiked her skirt up kinda high
She said

gigs and side chicks
I feel stressed so light flicks
It's the kid named hustle
Roll an L and follow trouble
I've seen the traps and backpacks
Open mics

seen me lately
Kush nugs so fluffy
Reminds me of beanie babies
Just ask the cleaning ladies
When I'm up in the hotel
By the time that I leave
Its 4 or 5

I'm never gonna use

You're tired all the time
You're back from work late
And lying in bed hours ticking by
Could this be less like a date
I really want

I'm a mother fucking rockstar
Write my name in the sky
Face my demons
That I release by night

Take my hand, follow me inside
Place pimped up in neon

to the cosmic skies,
Rick's got a ship that defies all ties.
With Morty in tow, we blast off high,
To a place where the stars dance in the sky.


(Verse 3)
In

up the lace
High octane stained SMOKin' on a cloud to the face
Joke about a clown looking like a jake
Poke a hunnid pounds in tha safe
Weed so loud

we'll find a home
Near or far, wherever we roam
Mountains, beaches, cities, and more
Sun, fun, and adventure, what we're living for

We've seen the sun

Saving myself was never an option
It was always just you and I watch you with caution
Lost in another place and I'm drowning in toxin
Head starting

love you 'til the day I die
We were high above the Mountain Fork
When you pledged your love to me
A love stronger than those Oklahoma pines have ever

Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)

Peter Sarstedt

Where Do You Go My Lovely?

1969

you?
I want to look inside your head, yes, I do

Your name it is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
He sent you a race horse for Christmas

A da da da da
A da da da da
Hmm, hmm, hmmmmmm 
At least half sedated, spleen lacerated, beast, in the matrix, heat, my affidavit - uh 
So focus guy -

the blunt then,
HIGH as fuck at the vice function, need our vices to function,
.you ain't the first, we get offered advice by the dozens,
.and we respond by

Ima take shit
See insane shit like the matrix
Shape shift
Then I'm out the state in a Spaceship
Places
You ain't never been wit yo main Bitch
Face it
I

Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)

Peter Sarstedt

The Best Sixties Album in the World...Ever! [1998]

1999

you?
I want to look inside your head, yes, I do

Your name it is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
He sent you a race horse for Christmas