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Now I lay me down to sleep 
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake 
I pray the lord my soul to take home
Really all that I can do is

from above

If I were a dove, I'd wear a white flag and go to a place where children are dying
I'd take them by the hand to a beautiful and calm place

Raised by thugs, schooled by killers
I learned mathematics from big-time dealers
So now them busters love to
See a nigga falling cocked the Glock

Tryna be my homie or you tryna take my life
Come and join the party; say you love me long time
Why I'm puffin on these drugs; only way to slow

Won't You Stay

Talib Kweli

Quality [Clean]

2002

but you can't stay here
Let's go

I get lonelier each time
You go away I lose my mind
I lay awake til you come and make things right (yeah yeah)
I get

Elevated
Truth Be Told.!! I Broke The Code 
 I Premeditated, Perpetuated 
And Regulated The Separation. 
My Infatuation With Lust Had Me Barricaded Back 2

of newly minted hair

Separation is a universal theme, it's one that tears the seams unseen
Tensions wide-awake like a crossbow, taut with debt and elderly

I once saw a fox in the snow, bright as an ember he was in the night's dying fire
His silent passage was dignity and freedom
And in the moment that I

clearly dying
 He was naked, but they stowed him in the back of a Land Rover
 Ah, ah!
 Though a hospital was near by it was no part of a prison
 So they

bitch I got the loose screws
Balling in this game alley hoop hoop
Grab her by the head then I lay her to da loop loop
Play you lay in da garden turnt

pray
A warrior’s creed ‘til my dying day
This is my home
This is my home
This is my home
This is my home
This is my home
As I’m scrolling through my

Sleepless nights, get the best of me
Restless mind, I'm dying to be free
No stranger, I've been fighting me fears
Keeping my head down, trying

I'm tryna move em over
They dying, by lies that's from the culture

Cause they blind, they blinded by the culture
That's tryna pull em over, but Jesus

send for me?
Fuck everything you pretending to be
If you spent it on me then your time would be free
And I'm dying to see you
I'd lay down my life
Like

cage|Boy, you shoulda seen me fly|I ain't into keeping still |And watching life go by|I've the whole world at my feet|I skip along to my own beat|That's just

them
Glock on my hip if he run up I pop em
She can tell that I'm having just by my appearance, he gripping his gun cause this bitch Nigga fear me
You

I was here too late for the troubles
But the hatred and separation seems to have doubled
Old men telling kids to keep fighting
Because their hateful

the storm
I'll be waiting by the phone
Sweating where we lay our clothes
Melt the ice up off your soul
Pick the thorns up off a rose
You bleed

like I'm Stockton
Get it by any means my nigga no other options..
My nigga no other options...

They cheat the process for that seasonal clout
Reasonable

the games, go by 42 names, they don't pay me
All these hoes keep me at bay, I stay away I just need the time, feelin' far away
At a certain cost I need

Send My Body

Randy Travis

Storms of Life

1986

'Cause it don't matter how they lay me down
Just see they bury me out by mama's apple tree
And send my body back to my home town

Well, my mama was

Dream House

Deafheaven

Sunbather

2013

on gloves to lay tenderly
The slipping on gloves to lay
Slipping on gloves

Slipping on gloves
Gloves, gloves
Slipping on gloves

I'm dying
Is it

Just Have Fun

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

on these instruments
Riding the wave like a lie detector, if I'm lying I'm flying, nah
If I'm lying I'm lying, in dirt, that's a metaphor for dying
Miming

by my side with a tight grip on my hand
But if tomorrow never comes and God turns out my light
Promise me you'll be the one to lay me down and kiss me