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Keep your eyes open
In the dark
Keep your eyes open
In the dark
Let the street lamps light the way
Ten more minutes you'll be saved
The silence never

his head lay him down like a mat
And all my niggas been grinding tryin shine like a lamp
Fuck allat dumb shit bitch you kno I'm tryin get rich
Yea I

Get up, get up, get up
Tell me the voice in my head
Get up, get up, get up
But the body does not react

The vultures surround
The decaying body

Musical rhythms can fuck wit ya head")

Original recipe but not from Kentucky
Bunch of nilla ass niggas
Throwin' bolos like Rocky
Pass the ism and watch

You get songs stuck in my head I don’t even like
How is it you can be so alive in the front and back of my mind
You’ve been running through my head

from the lamp in the corner
I will hold you tight
Music is soft and low but it's pounding in my head
I will hold you tight
Spinning across the carpet

Coming from the lamp in the corner
And I will hold you tight
Music is soft and low 
But it's pounding in my head
And I will hold you tight
Spinning across

makes me feel shit
I'll keep on taking them hits in the nights
The lamp's so bright
It's going to be alright
All the voices so high
I can feel the light

Cutting the bread
Spread the marmalade
Fell on it, ah where's my head
Luckily I'm still not dead
Dancing on the Eiffel Tower
Skating vertically

the lamp and a genie sits on my head
While I'm standing at the wishing well again
Standing at the wishing well again

I found a penny when I got undressed

to the sky

Jesus Christ, my head's killing me
I need water immediately
Where's my phone? I can't remember
Time to see the things that I sent her
I'm still

the Jeanie of the lamp and baby i'll rub you now
Make love to you now
Make love to you now yeah
Baby yeah yeah oo oo yeah

Baby I remember when we first meet
I

Let us bow our heads

A spirit in becoming land
The tears in a mothers hand
The precious lamb of God
And the subjugating son of man
Sweat above your

representing the turtle team
Bruk out from camp
Tun refugee
In the dark with a lamp
Slanging dope to the fines
And if bwoy violate
Well you know wa dat mean
Long

If I could find a way to just release and free myself
I'm like a genie in a lamp it's like I'm being someone else so help me
Dance outside my head I

LONGLIVE SHHH

The shit that I'm talking bout deeper than rap
Four times ten gone eat at ya scalp
He wasn't using his head so we took off his cap

to last 
These knees are buckling 
Marionette walk
Lamp to limelight 
This just in the winds have
Divulged facts to me
Exclusively concerning
Names

through like sheer through the head
Mi waa know rich from poverty mi fled
Cause mi meds well high like me burning a big head
Plan Y fail try plan Z
Cause me

bitches is broken
Bust they heads
Bust they heads
Til the white meat showing
Make your mark
Make your mark
Paint the picture, it's pretty
Pay the cost
Pay

still out of bed
Headache all up in my head
Where the contacts, no glasses, no Chrom hearts I can't depend

Signed the deal but I lost the pen
Fate is

Sitting on the sofa
Looking at the lamp
Feel my heart pumping
Out of its cage
Got my feet on the ground
And my head in outer space
I see the moon so

sleep
Wishing I came to you
Behind the screen
Time to leave it
Couple heads around
Still stuck inside the screen
Can't be in it
Imitate everything on
I'm

Welsh thin reader
Tearing up half of what was picked up at once
By my nightstand lamp handle vodka til its gone
Drink til thinks are toppled over

Two years have passed and not street lamp's been replaced.
She said we need to talk, to come up to her place.
cnd at the border they could see it in