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the tiny boat

The Cornish pasty, the Holland Pie
The whet of Scotch, Canada Dry
Valley low, mountain high
London Pride, coconut shy

The teddy boys,

the valley
Don't concern myself with the enemy
If I do it may be the end of me
That's why I'm heavy on the prayer life
Keep connected to my God like wifi
So

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will not fear for my life;
I realize that God's with.
His rod and staff have been with me

wrote it by myself bitch,
gimmie all of mine cuz im feeling kind of selfish,
when i die imma be a legend like Elvis,
leave a lotta whole lot more answers

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will not fear for my life;
I realize that God's with.
His rod and staff have been with me

Recoil
Hide your face
When the sun comes out
You never let me do this
You never let me do that
Rip my skull off
I can’t resist more
Breeze and echo

From the profound darkness I rise, among the hazy clouds I can see the NightSky, now I can think in clarity.

Recovering the senses, I am hugged by

stairs
And wish on the fog
I was anywhere else

The farms and the valleys
Are ringed with the stones
Of the men who built walls
So's to be more alone
All

to be confused with the religion. Now I'm known of God, divine union, Birthed by His word, no scripture union, ...Only God can make you whole, So-

Makes you feel like you're standing at the edge of the world
I've been there once before
It's calling me back once more
I remember the turns and trails

Don't filter yo feelings
Million of views
That's more than one way to make an appearance (Get off me)
You pop a perc, pop a pill girl
I don't find that

and feed the skins of the people, that's special
Caravans of gold
Proceeding by the coast
I see visions of Mansa Musa on the go
We make it to the East where

I used to
我曾经
Hear the valleys echo
听到过山谷的回响
Walking through the jungle
身踏过丛林
Listen what I'm searching for
置身聆听我在寻找的东西
When I just think I can hold

follow your trail
Through the valleys and vales, on your tail day and night
There'll be chaos on the rails when the railway strikes
Stop, take stock,

Home

Fiddler's Green

Stagebox

1999

I can almost taste the water and the salt in my mouth
Though I'm sitting in a place so far away
There's a lonely road meandering a valley of green

Time passes you by before you know you won't be alive 
So follow the journey use your time wise don't waste your life
The world right in front

Valleys of brimstone burning
Souls of the damned returning
Flames keeping vermin squirming
The master keeps the demons churning

The good book keeps

It's all I ever saw
112 missed calls
Lehigh valley mall
The writing's in the air
musical electric chairs
Contraband prayers
Bullets you can wear

shaded sycamores among the rocky outcrops of lichen-covered stone, down into the cold valley that is waiting, gaping down below. Those who choose to settle

by terror
The Slayer has killed most of us
The kingdom of dragons has fallen
And now we are slaves to the darkness
Say no more
Shut up or you will die

With the first breath of the springtime he stepped upon the shore
And gazed up at the trees that soared a hundred feet or more
With one long ax in

Sadly we sing and with tremulous breath
That we stand at the mystical stream
Through the valley and by the dark river of death
And yet it's no more

Vandross
How I'm painting pictures Van Gogh
When I'm In the valley
Imma fuck with you
But a nigga sticking to the damn goal
Blow the pain in the sky
I

Death Song

Choking Victim

Crack Rock Steady

& jealousy, the faces it adorns.
And though I walk the valley in the shadow of my deeds,
Consider this, it's always there; the ends to meet the needs.

I give