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Lyrical darts, inspired by my miserable heart, 
My blind ignorance is visual art/, division of thought,
Has held me in a prisoner's vault,
I do

Throw hands
My flow is so cold you would Think ima snowman 

I got the strap in the back of the Van
In the bag next to the bands
She lied to me she said

I cannot sleep at night
These dreams and doubts entwined
They're gonna strangle me
My thoughts keep slipping back in time
My thoughts keep slipping

walls every day
Stalked by my ghost to my grave
I won't let you take my place

When you resist, it persists
And when you embrace, it dissolves
In all

the morning
Finger fuck the fifth it get to moaning
Need my chicken nigga leave the bone in
Pussy nigga, I'ma leave em soaking
Crippled now he think he really

the Aztecs in front of the step pyramids 
The sun shines my shrine projects images 
Heavy jewelry you wear them your neck hemorrhages

I had a vision
I’ve seen

villainous
I don't believe in god
For christ sake blud i was made by ebens
Don't greet me when you see me
I already hate you cunt i got my reasons
Wanna find

The Game
Pillow Smoke 
Marijuana
By Three In The Morning 
Man My Shift Is Over
Lucky Like An Irish Man 
With The Green Clover
I Got The Blue Diamonds
She

pleasant things all in your face
Won't fuel you to run your race, But fuel you at your burning stake
Trust is really dicey, I'm too skeptical of hands I

Whatchu Want

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

Throw your hands in the sky, nigga
I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit?
Am I hard

the cider right in my mouth
Everything is not ordinary
Things begin and then have to die
Everythings thats been dead and buried
Ain't supposed to come

gets marked irrelevant
Started in the basement, stuck off sedatives
Now I'm in my place like airport etiquette
When I spit shit, hemorrhages, that's my

causing a hemorrhage
So intense that I'm blinded by my insecurities
You won't ask for my number
So can I get your digits please
Don't be mad that I'm cool

Couple biddies in my Prius
Ridin' round I hope that everybody see us
I'm fuel efficient as a bitch better believe it
Drive to LA with just one tank

hands out I ain't have a sponsor
I Want my money long like I'm stretching
Come from nothing so I love the flexing
Only real ones in my section
On my grind

thoughts, and kept a slave to all my wants
I let past affect my present so it's presence never stops
Playing tricks on kids like rabbits, fuel and feed in all

Too Much Time on My Hands

REO Speedwagon

Arch Allies: Live at Riverport

2000

I'm not in jail
 
Is it any wonder I've got too much time on my hands
It's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands
It's hard

One Piece at a Time

Johnny Cash

Country Superstars Biggest Hits: Johnny Cash/Willie Nelson/George Jones

2000

myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired
But I

a menace
Baby just come by the river
Why don’t we live for the night
Sing a few songs snap some pictures
Don’t leave me gotta get right
Empty some bottles

the hate inside my head
Just let it bleed, just let it be
It fuels the rage inside my hands
I think it’s time we let it bleed!
This symphony destructs your

til I'm on the fringe
This pain feels electric, I'm driven by revenge 
It's like I'm in a tesla, no hands on the wheel 
Bitch I'm on auto pilot that's

thoughts and kept a slave to all my wants
I let past affect my present so it's presence never stops
Playing tricks on kids like rabbits, fuel and feed in all

Got a double edged sword
In KJV
The E on my tank
Followed by SV
But I like my fuel
In NKJV
My fuel from a
Different source
Got a different sauce
In RSV

unsettled by the bezel Pop a benzo chuckle very Huckleberry very heckle my necklace icicles Sick like I got sickle cell Sike I rhythm row and riddle flip