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taking your heaven by force
How could you choose
With your head in the noose
With no time to lose

High up in the open skies

We'll chain the light

Savannah

Kevin Morby

Oh My God

2019

in which you die
And maybe you did but either way you're an angel now
And after so long, you're familial, like blood
And the conversation hangs

Spider's Web

Jamie T.

Kings & Queens

2009

With Arthur you'd rather just walk in the rain,
At a party with ash as they smash a pinata,
Can I leave some stuff here for you to look after,
I'll be

Only comes out after dark
All these years without a sound
Then out of the blue
Heʼs cominʼ for you
So look to the sky and hit the ground

Coyote midnight

trying to get the hook up, leaving your girl shook up
Women breaking my pager, phone line you can't look up
We had ice on us, merchandise on us
Busting

hope
As it grows you love to choke
Tears of lust, like pearls will fall
Slut, slut, slut, slut, slut, after all
Dress your pigs in robes of black

Smoke Somethin'

Gangsta Pat

Tear Yo Club Down

1999

can tell we smokin' pure by the way we choke
They comin' closer and I know they want to hit the weed
But see I hate to disappoint em' cause ain't

the initiate only after she lets go completely. This is what they mean when they say, “Let There Be Light.” It’s much more literal than one would imagine. By

will cause righteousness and peace to spring forth before all nations

The Lord is full of compassion and mercy
He hath not dealt with us after our sins

I like to stack up lots of bucks while you chasin' after octopus
I'm married to the game so it's easy to be monogamous
I'm never fallin' off,

‘em down
You know I ain’t leavin’ when my boo is in town
Ain’t chasin’ after no tail downtown
Won’t find me in that jail, downtown
Take a look around,

narcotic 
The hood politic 
Ain't no uzi's made in Harlem slick
On that east it's dark as shit
Either you a cop or the opposite 
Last year police shot a kid

every night
Even after all these weeks, I still can't stay goodbye

I'm not crazy can't you see I'm doing this for love
Until death do we part just wasn't

Every day the little man invades
Twitter with his dirty fingernail

How could this be done, a man with Russian contacts who you cannot find in

The Theory of Anything
(Vikki Lee)

Zebras are horses with stripes
Have you seen the dots on a butterfly
Monkeys look a lot like men
I bet that's no

was magic like Johnson, the era hard like Bronson
Back then, lyrically rappers was into something

By now, I got me a family to look after
To work hard

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
By dawn we were out of our minds
We crept up the stairwell to the suite past floor 12
Got kicked out but we

was magic like Johnson, the era hard like Bronson
Back then, lyrically rappers was into something
By now, I got me a family to look after
To work hard

This world is a mess, I mean look at the trash
The violence, the hunger and greed
So why don't you think it's wrong to bring in
A designer human

under surveillance
So don't you move in the dark
Eventually nothing makes me happy again
Look how marvellous the sun is
 
All I do is sit at my table

to make believe 
Stay full pork and beans
Get you're hope from the TV stations
 
And just pretend that I'm sleeping 
While this towns swallowed by the sea
I

is, give a
Look into my life through the references, So
Imma rewind Bill and Ted with it, and I don't
Care it's (carrots) corny cause I'm bred (bread)

Back on my shit n look like a million dollars 
I'm poppin my collar she love today she gon love Tmrw  
Push it back no calling me back after

Loathing

Surrounded by my peers pressing
Molded my esteem a bit as I start second guessing
Popularity's becoming more important in the seventh
Graded in