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happiness my lifestyle

Ima love the light that I can shine and give the best of me
I give all I got it's not a lot but ain't no testing me
Make my soul

a lost soul at a crossroad who had no hope but I changed that
I spent years of my life holdin' on to things I never should've kept, full of hatred
Years

From close caskets mommas Hurting
Souls seeking Revenge occurring
Red eyes ,Bloody tears
& hearts burning
Generational curses
If karma was a person
2

But now I'm redeemed so where the harvest
Gimme my soul I'm never letting go
I give the Lord my heart so now he take control
I seen the war depart so

sounds) a one, two

Rest in peace to Biz Markie, honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My

everyday(everyday)

Have you ever suffered from an L(yeah)
Lost so much i cannot dwell(no)
Heart so numb i do not feel(what)
Face it man the pain is real(what)
Have

When the mind wanders, the soul ponders
away from the prism of life
Its lifted wings like a condor 
untethered

Floating in an abyss of confusion

I won't sell my soul for these hoes, I won't sell my soul to these bitches
Know I keep my circle hella closed, no human sacrifices for these women
I

powers to produce prolific prisms
Reflecting and detecting all these light waves and provisions
Provided by the hands and minds of nine division
Dividing

Dear Indigo,

Through the prism of life your entrance inspires me
Enough to create love songs without instruments
No drum can compare to the rhythm

all alone for so long

[Chorus]
2 days no sleep
My body's aching, reduced to my primal needs
No point of faking, I threw myself into it too deep
I'm not

Blurb
Here is a collection of poems by the Russian poet and engineer Konstantin Voskresenskiy, who is known to Russian and English-speaking audiences

Laying on a bridge in a sunny forest
Drugged by each others touch
Yet our hearts so far away
Perhaps we're not searching for a person
Instead we're seeking

The Word

Jackie Cain

Changes

1967

I'm from there's no one that's quite as nice 
 When we grab the mic MC's go on strike 
 Closed by psyche dynamite and such 
 My vocabulary got

for 3 it's Just 2 let's say oui
Multilingual and single take-off to Paris
Take off you'll see there's nothing we can't acheive
Take flight to heights no

Over Here

Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

broke and I couldn't have it
Uh, swipe that piece of plastic
Rode around Nashville for three hours
Listenin' to beats, waitin' for the magic
Swung by

it’s inside me 

This is the reason why I need some time alone 

No pedometer but I’m watching every step til the day I come home

When I record my heart

ARC-EN-CIEL POUR DALTONIENS

La Caution

Des Gens Revisitent La Caution/La Caution Rend Visite Aux/DVD]

2006

mistakes, I compensates
By compresses in the heart. Selling fear: I sell!
Vampire you die by the missing robber blood banks.
Anti-cutter bureaucrat with

Wearing skin
Bring you back to the soul farm
And start you again
No ascent
Trapped within
The constraints
Buried in
The cold ground with the angels
Beside

to rebuild it piece by piece
And I sense intensity, insensitive worries stressing my peace
Got a world ahead of me, only got two eyes and two feet, one life

Astral projecting, love and protection
Grandmother light dripping blessings,
A rain shower on a sunny day
Giving rainbow power, every color rays
A prism

to allow the body and the soul
To live freely
Allow spiritual forces to heal the soul
It be the Trinity, the tri-force link
The father, the son, the holy

Prayer III

DMX

The Definition Of X: The Pick Of The Litter (Deluxe Edition)

2007

that you be my crutch
Lord I am not perfect by a long shot, I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me
In my heart

Prayer III

DMX

...And Then There Was X

1999

that you be my crutch
Lord I am not perfect by a long shot, I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me
In my heart