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dirt on our clothes and if nothing is working by this June that don't mean a god damn thing about the way I feel for you

I don't move when I sleep alone

imma lay in that bed if i make it
Thank god everyday I can not forsake it
Cause I know this life we live this shit is outrageous uh
Couple years in

Alpha omega way maker
That’s earth and heaven’s creator
And there’s not a thing that could phase us
My God is bigger stronger greater
He’ll be back, like

door
It's not him
He's kicking 
Oh my god he's leaving my door

I see shadows
When I'm sleeping
Floor creaking
I see figures
Towering above me
Not here

Resurrection

Public Enemy

He Got Game

1998

and eludes
Those who label the god as anti-social
Chose not to apply their third eye
I travel at the speed of thought rate it's fatal
What will enable

that all I am is thine

My craft is hewing, joining, making good
And now my end is shaped and made by God
A simple carpenter my chosen trade
And now my

I will never understand
Sleeping with a rosary wrapped around my hand
Facing caving in head on, embodied by fear
Reaching out for help, hopeful but

I'll see the city lights
If I'm sleeping in my car and they are pretty bright
Ambulance is driving by it is a busy night
And the sirens sounding sad

Stuck in Russia, freezing to death, where I saw my last breath
No one is aware of what's ahead
In a cell, or either in the dirt, dead
I'm not burning

night,
Or sun to shine by day;
It was the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away.

Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Sing for the night is o'er!
Hosanna in

these problems 
With These drugs I'm unstable 
Words penetrating the paper
No staples 
Here to tell my story 
I'm not here to please not labels  
Trying

Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah
Fist full of dollars in a dice game god
D & D glass cloth Kangols guided
By angel with white wings
Nas the Viking

Everybody's Crazy

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

[Nas]
Nasir bin Olu Dara bis do Allah
Fisk full of dollars in a dice game god
D & D glass cloth Kangols guided by angel with white wings
Nas

tell by your tears you weren't faking

And I got to get my head right
Staying up every night
Looking at pictures of you
What good is that gonna do
When I

My name is Raymond but I go by Russ
Truth is, I don't remember too much
Did a six month stint in Kandahar
'Til a bullet shattered my left arm

I want to do more than survive
Most of you niggas wasn't built for this shit
I can tell by the look in your eyes
This is for everyone sleeping

Not everything is what it seems
Where is my God? Because I am tired of being haunted
Every time I close my eyes I see demons
Everybody I know is

the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away
Jerusalem! Jerusalem
Sing for the night is o'er
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna for evermore

I been dreamin, of you
By my side
I been dreamin, of you
By my side
I been dreamin, of you
By my side

I Never thought It'd come to this
I'm sleeping

The Greatest Show On Earth

Nightwish

Decades

2018

years The show is still here
Not a single one of your fathers died young
The handy travelers out of Africa
Little Lucy of the Afar

Gave birth

The younger ones are weeping
While their elders are leaving
No one's sleeping with the thought
That's caught them by their head
It's set inside, it's set so

I've received, I dig a deeper hole

Creating art out of suffering is a haunting, if not a futile endeavor
Deep down, we must know we can't be saved by

your given, cradle to the grave my best friend, he's since departed, left a big hole, god rest his soul. A friend in need, is a friend indeed, not driven

mean it Might as well
The shackles brought upon myself is Self inflicted i stand by myself
Thoughts control the things that Matter sleeping worse