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sheep he the slughter
Had so much beef became carver tried
To cuff up some daughters but wasn't able
Like kane they lethal got a nose for evil know

Carver and all
And even now when I'm scared
I talk to you in a prayer
Heaven might not be real
But somehow it feels
Better if I think that you're there
I

too reliant on loans
Never trusted memories to never get my quota wrong
Took the pen and turned into a Carver, that's my cornerstone
Trying

on words from Damai Lama
Open up the book of christ proper iron armour
Releasing shackles those weary shackles symbolic carver
You're just going through

you can kiss toodle-oo to Freddy Adu too
You broke my heart
I'm not playing anymore
That team was my life
I don't want John Carver taking over my

hearing my name
Flow like water
Way I'm writing Carver
Mold statements like I'm Statham in a transporter
Shawn or Wayne Carter
Was hard to face the fact I'm

brain you must've went to Harvard
She say she'll make me nut like her last name was Carver, alright
So no worries that's fasho
Aye pull up to the crib i

reruns’

I’ve never been a well-versed man
But maybe I’ve experienced
The Waste Land first hand

England!
You carver-up of nations
For perpetual advantage!

Rolladeks, SP. Birds of a feather flock farther. 
This quill'll etch words in stone like a rock carver. 
Try and stop us and get choked out with your laptop

Betrayed, washing away
Learn to love, now sit in silence
Just a false world, bathed in tyrants
Tomb-carver, engrave your name
With the rats and one with

there was Carver and Miss Juliette. 
She saw potential where the rest saw a boy gone bad.
She had a dream
She got him to believe.
But this city is misery,

put herself together
And pushing through

When everything she learned
Turned out to be untrue
She took the carvers tools
To make up something new
Each

(hey)
forever rider the driver the modern Washington carver (hey) the Marcus Gravey the Harvard the past the future the farther (hey) to crave the stone

Love You All Over The World   

Jim Peterik- Lisa Carver
For Jimi Jamison   November 11, 2008

Don't know how many times
I've traveled with you in my

heard Nirvana, Tom Waits, never read
Bukowski or Raymond Carver
I wish you'd been a pothole to stop my
Dad from making it home and meeting up with
Mom

impeccant in its evident 

Like George Washington carver this black excellence 

I got the formula like a scientist 

Nipsey Hussle said the highest human act

To The East Didn’t See Kapo Again Shermanors Texas 200 Carver Bitch The Lions Den Bet Not Be From The Other Side And Get Caught Behind That Fence Tanka Boy

you’re place
We ain’t in no race
I’m so over it (i’m so over it)

Sounds up in the room
Ghosting ghosts
Bottoms and fist up, all bind up
Carver in my pack,

the carters 

Cuz I come from boiling water, hot dogs ramen noodles Peanut butter sandwiches 

Shout out George Washington Carver 

Write my life I’m a author,

An arrow to an archer
Carver in Bay Harbor

Murder’s knight in shining armor
Murder’s knight in shining armor
Murder’s knight in shining armor

If home is

names in the stars
A part of history like electricity that George Washington harnessed 
Flying kites taking bites of peanuts from George Washington carver

The Carver county women of faith 
Get together wednesday nights
As far as he knows, that’s where I go 
After I kiss him goodbye

My taste of heaven’s

Boys in top man hats
Girls in Carver Street rags and
I’m told there’s so much more than that
There’s your friends from school
They think that they’re

menstruación, no frau dessen del  parnaso, severos los pipazos  gotero roto, de Carver no copio, anoto, noto que hell opio, 
la pata a la pipa, la pipa a la boca,