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, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

, what is your way?
Nature or, the way of grace?
Do you count sheep or dig deep?

Let it be combined, slightly intertwined, it’s the tree of life!
Let

the time so really how can she forget it
And I want your love but I just don't know how to get it
I get it

See your body language but I don't know if I read

All these cowards think night is the plight for a devil
But that's where I learned how to love on new levels
So cast all your stones at the rebel,

By now you know that I can do this, like Brutus
With rhymes on point like a harpoon is, them's the rumors
Bringing this to my consumers, both

I wanted to take a moment and introduce you to a song that was written and produced by my son, William Walker Jr., called Raise Me
This song is deep

so nothing is stopping it
Haters be bopping it, copping it, dropping it
They want more and more, welcome to your lucky draw
Deep from the core, this is

your suffering is how you make it killing
Walking up the block, never stay at the same place
Looking to arise, golden aura around the face Set the pace,

street
To put your how in the hills
You said it was all love
But now it is what it is
Cause once I put this shit in music
I don't care if you hear it
Look

Let It Out

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

Lott
The only way you take my spot is with a shot
I grab rappers by the hand and make sure they understand
That they can't scrape j-ro the man

your side
And they start crying when you touch the door

Love is when you got someone No tallyin or keeping score
And trust is when you know someone

What we gon' do when we fall
Get back up
All alone and they step, call in
My back up
Stomp fools, tell em I love how 
You act up
And act tough, man..

of an ash-tray
Gotta dig deep
To learn how to fly
More often a shy
Than a wise guy
Welcome to the confused
World of me it is cray
Better version of myself
Every

Knowing they gon cut deep, but i ain’t filled with salt
It’s a fine line, between telling a story
And watching her stories
But what you want now, is it

up!)/Have you ever been/so deep in love?/at the start of your day, before you eat and pray/you thank God for sending you your heavenly dove/She got my mind

pain's planned & regimental,

So I say I walk alone like Akuma did,
Their version of your story just defines what a rumour is,
They want me to lighten up,

Bonfire" by Nikolai Astrup
That shines on my computer screen in 2017 in the awful July night
The house is finally quiet and still with the child asleep

stomach.
Kaleidoscope with a 3-d vision.
Spittin' out blades that's made from liquids.
20 years deep in my archives.
My dimension is based on multi.

Yo,

Stranded at sea 

With a price on your head

Was this all your imagined for ya

Oh

Down in the deeps 

It gets cold

Finding your self

Is a lone road