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Big Boi

BOOMIVERSE

2017

flash it
I balled throughout my twenties, by thirty, see I was stashing
Yeah

First hundred-thousand, I bought a Lexus
First million, I was twenty, I

thousand delegates YEAA
Aint nobody even celibate YEAA
Wildin' out for the hell of it YEAA
Folks swear they so prophetic, YEP
Your're so desperate

To the young generation of people who barely know nothin'
But fuck it, they dumb enough
So they comin' up with a bunch of lies, so they can convert into one

pollution is shipped into Black, Indigenous, and Latinx communities, resulting in thousands of deaths and extreme health burdens for people of color

All over

impale [?]|Over seas never sought my man|Don't attempt to trail my trail yet, you can't understand|Twenty thousand words all abound, oh|You still want

""Their shadows burnt into the walls So many lives reduced to ashes So many homes razed to the ground A shine like from a thousand suns  Betrayed by

To one thousand generations
God's promise has stood firm
Though His people strayed and wandered
In His love He did not turn

It was spoken by

I swear I have a hard time letting go
I was damaged by the streets and I was damaged by my folks 
Late at night I used to pray to god cause I ain't

Basilisk
Basilisk
Years pass, consumed by worm eaten leather tomes
My only companion is terror, demons
I am canker, blight, mildew
1,000 slain in

When we collide
We're making magic with our minds
Erecting obelisks in time
When we collide

Plant a seed it gon' turn into a thousand
Thousand turn

Faggots

I'm just one person imprisoning a thousand
How's this howitzer pounding on you from a thousand
Feet like a mountain, step into Olympus
Fresh from

revelations;
Of the truth to a thousand generations;
A split of the red sea separation;
A syndicate of death to evil perpetration;
My meditation is levitation

and a backbeat
Dead by 29
A generations soundtrack
Residin' in a crate
How many songs in a lifetime?
The cruel hand of fate
One blink and you've missed it
Dust is

until it works
I will fight 
I will fight until it works

How can I can be scared of reptiles 
When I'm surrounded by a bunch of snakes and Thousand

beings in the last few hundred
To a few thousand years
They're not evolved with us from
Hundreds of thousands of years
So we understand them a littlе bit

and the rest of us get by.
I have watched my generation
Lose its promise through the years.
We sang "Smile on Your Brother" and still we wound up here.
I know

generations
Tenant farmers living off the land
The greedy landlord cast us out so he can graze more sheep
Such villainy cannot be left to stand

The common folk

of the bigger picture
Hanging by a nail gun, the whole shebang
Show me how you frame it, Generation Pin-the-tale
Is packing crayons in a pail
I read

Now I'm flipping several thousand
What the boy gon' do?
They don't look a lot like us
They don't really talk like us
They don't look a lot like us (They

The early morning rage from
Southern California to the Southside of Chicago
The feds calling it "Project Python"
The target first identified by

Generation X with the muscle
Telling CPD they could suck it
Catch a rat send em to an Asian
That's a donation for a luncheon
It's all about the motherfucking

thousand thoughts
With unwavering acknowledgement, you hugged back the sheets
You returned to sleep
At least in your dreams, you could be 'king' of your

on the beach
Elevated like a thousand feet
I'm golden like a bee hive
Milk and honey standing knee high
Son of David riding donkeys saying haw
Principalities

American Roulette

Robbie Robertson

Robbie Robertson

1987

He was born in the belly of the country,
Over East of Eden, yeah,
Confused by the big city blues,
He didn't know whose life he's leading, no,
Put