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dream in your sleep of whatever was loose.
You'll miss tiny things, like smell, hands and shoes,
cnd the movies so silly, with coke and pop corn,

cnd

What's going on?
Nice song, but moving on
My favorite rapper lean hella strong
And his page poppin' like kettle corn
Don't care if ain't write his

Untimely Meditations

Saul Williams

Amethyst Rock Star

2001

the part of I that never dies

Look into my eyes are the windows of the soul. 
It's fried chicken collies and cornbread, 
Its corn milk flour sour cream

in
It comes out again
And if I eat lean
It helps me stay thin
Check out my hair, I keep it dreaded
About my corn? I like it breaded
Hot from the oven?

Pullin' up leakin' oil 'cause I'm slicker
I must be a Husqvarna, I'm a tad big thicker
Got a tootsie pop shawty
All I wanna do is lick her
I go hard, not

bored him
Tearing up North Face (where you going, where you going)
Kick down doors in the morning
Catch man eating his corn flake (kick that down)
I

rubber bands
Gas tank is a full of sand
It steer itself the gears are jammed
Were not pullin' over

Rock
Rock

Eats a quart of oil a mile

with a fifteen inch
Left that road lock off
Bro had it out but the ting did jam
Lucky that corn didn't pop off
Feds at my yard in boots
'Cause I had

Dey da dey da dey

Mi nah play them game
Mi nah try them trick
Mi nah slick them oil
Mi nah style them style
Mi nah go pon top and sit on them slide
Mi

scales, the ones they weigh wales wit
Im the one you wanna put up on beats
This boy bad like them corns on ya feet, yup im going in
Bout my bread I wish

it)
This rap game's my baby boy
Needs a diaper change and some baby oil
I go harder than cannonballs
Like Mo Farah I keep it goin
I go hard like my

stayed sharp on tip to the point
Ain't trip, FinesseKid Stunna slicker than oil
Grew up dirty I showered in soil
Just wanted peace ain't give fuck bout no

island, careful to Squeeze gently so as to
Avoid splattering bubbles
Dark red ketchup followed perpendicular to the narrower edges, Maple-colored corn syrup

Great big oil - Leave me alone
High fructose corn syrup - Leave me alone
Red dye number two - Leave me alone
Carbon monoxide - Leave me alone
Hormones in

trill niggas'll slide you
I'm from the south, I'm a southern nigga
Corn bread in the oven nigga
Big woman give me lovin' cousin
You can hate it

from Lord of the Flies
Children of the Corn
The captain bounced his last rain check
During one heck of a thunderstorm

Now every red cent that you pinch

tuna and oil in the tin
I can say it cah I been on the wing
Them man there ain't been on a
Thing but they're acting 'nuff
Pull up on volts, 12 in a coat,

the cooler let it all go sour

rip open the trash bag and pass me the plate
With all the fatty oils in there, you know I could rejuvenate
The entire nation,

an icon wearing slippers made of pythons
Get mine quicker 'cause I'm slick as a pipeline
Transporting the oil, tribulation and toil
Hit the operation,

giggle laughter?
He done rolled up a brudda like that, you don't smoke like that

(Ayy, ayy)
Who want what? (Who?)
Big fat corn get caught in your

to the game so I restrain
It's quite simple man
We take stabs at these corns
And leave them leaking where they
Stand wishing they wasn't born
And I'm gone

1987

Saul Williams

Amethyst Rock Star

2001

a nigga on the block, never seen him before
Selling incence and oil, my man thinks that he's the law
But why on earth would this be on their agenda?
As he

of corn, and seven others dry
O my elders, explain to me my dream, if it be that you can interpret dreams
They said, These are mixed up false dreams, and we