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a state of conscious 

Surrounded by abundance 
Glass half full 
When I Take another sip 
The glass still full 

The caste that i mold will impact my soul

me for one thing
I got too much to do
I got to much of something
Maybe its a drug in the water supply
The air that we breathe is making us all high

from the helpless in the air screaming we need the supplies...
And we need our rights
Cuz this just ain’t right cuz...
But alright I got it once
No need

of fresh air the woman's in command
Pussy sweet Supply and Demand

See females like we, we love to put it down (Put it down baby)
And when walled up

today
I hope you got some time cause I got somethin to say
You're looking so fine with your long brown hair
Everytime you're walking by me I can't help

come to find out it's a crisis in my way
Everybody's panicking, saying that everything's wrong
So much fear in the air what is going on?

So I say: Trust

Live at the Tunnel

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

but I just supply it now 

y'all used to talk, but you're all quiet now 

You know what it is that really makes it scrape it 

Have a lot of cars,

go again right, mind the shine like headlights

They want to take my red light, suppress the growth I live by

We can only get high, when life supplies

that silence can supply
Im going out my mind
I think I found a friend of mine
A fitting end to end a life
An enemy to any fight
In many misers mariad

Lord I know all I have has been placed in my hands
By Your hands and I'm thankful

of supply
Falling to despair
From a hell of a height
Compelled to affairs
I consistently fight

I won't be defined
By this thing in my mind
That holds me in

on your shoulders and lungs full of air
But our hearts need something that our blood cannot supply

Intro:

NYC
NYC, it's hell of a place to be
Come inside
Wanna know? Let's go

The Big Rotten Apple surrounded by runaways, connected by bridges

shit is real don't call it an illusion
We're all in this together
Still we sit here frozen
The world we know is broken
The home we had was stolen
By

their climate controlled, original boxes
And their tea party is not gonna be ruined by an untextured roof

Check it
Roll up in my pink whip with Barbie

-So sound da alarm I'm callin in da air raid,
Dey start ta recognize me for dat chitty chitty bang bang, shoutin dat dey love me while a nigga does his

with grace carried him to a safe place

"What have u done?!"
Vayu got so angry stopped the supply of all wind and air
Animals humans ALL getting choked

breathe, air from
Some people's demands and needs
Been on their hands and knees
Being made to thank and please
Supply it
Inspired by people called violent
I

you've awakened
Every sin I've committed reflects in my death
Left to decay, can you smell me yet?
Take great care of the air supply
Beware nightmares,

breaking glass that's no lie
Once the air fly by slice your eye like some pie
Slice your eye thats no lie slice your eye thats no lie
If it hurt do not cry

breaking glass that's no lie
Once the air fly by slice your eye like some pie
Slice your eye thats no lie slice your eye thats no lie
If it hurt do not cry

the remnants of my past
Dark blue fog surrounding me
I don't know how long I will last

Air in good supply
Peering out both sides
Catching creatures out

cutting off my air supply
And I can't find the door
"Some kind of freaks," yeah, you say
You don't approve
So just
Stay away from me, yeah
And I'll
Stay

the way
Living the life of a minority sought after by authorities
That quarantine to slaughter it’s a Stephen King horror
Mizu onegaishimasu, they thirsty