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the flames
For the rest of his days
Said that he would go off by his own rules
Since then his ideas in the brain
They haven't been the same
Who he never had

Love the way you lie to me
Like it Comes so easy
When you tell me you love me
Every time you bat your pretty little eyes
Like it's some sort

been coasting
Toys I'm roasting
You don't want to see the dopeness
I got the shit that you needed
You couldn't beat it so now your defeated
Talking that

understand this is well Written 
Very nervously like a little Kitten 
You be saying "doh" like Homer Simpson

Extension cords in the home Like Thomas Edison

darling, I have dreamed the friend is near
His name is Wilbur Corduroy
He’s a broken toy, but aren’t we all?
You can tell by the way I walk I’m missing

We've gotta get it together
Better now than never
We're puppets on a string
Toys in a box
Pawns in a game
We're not aware is going on
Dollar is

this world
The bitch was worst on the planet,
Her brain fuckin made outta granite
Intrusive thoughts so I ran it,
Then she dated a man 6 years older
Does

The Rhythm

Kwamé

Kwamé the Boy Genius: Featuring a New Beginning

1989

name ain't Martin Luther
But I'm considered the king
yo, my beats pumped by the mic I clamp
I don't need an amplifier
my brain is the amp
I got the beats

still a little boy
Just minus the little toys 
Fiending for needs I never had 
Honestly I was destroyed 
All this pain came creeping up
Like damn this

the brain of my opponent
Niggas hear me on these beats that im holding
The fucking fire in my eyes as I seize away my emotions
You think that I'm joking, boy

trying to be tame but she driving me insane
Got a lot on my brain and its hard to contain
Big boy, need a new toy
Oh you want that D don't play koi
Got her

of a craft
I outlast all these rats
OutKast with a mask and a sickle
Raised round corn
Aand a whole lotta ass
Yeah I'm sick boy
Our toys ain't the same
We

embrace it
Who's tryna embrace it
Who, who

V to the A the L hoe
Stick to the beat like Velcro
Touch on my hog I go feral
Big fish in a little pond with

It's alright, alright, alright
There's a trap, that's the trap, it's a trap
No cap, no cap
You’re a part of the act

Plug it in your brain, feel a little

Here we go 
Boykin 
Fill the toy bin with 
LEGO 
And joy 10 when I Win
Mancala 
All of these crystals seem to gleem 
Yet real life still shatters my

prayed up,
Can't go out like them niggas

My shorty raw and hard to find She my little action figure
I put my dick in her liver
Baby gon' swallow like

Masters of War

Mike McCready

Bob Dylan: The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

1993

world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like

Falling Down

Supastition

Southernunderground

2003

Ignition contact in my little compact
Nissan piece of shit and I need to quit
Funneling Night Train pummels my right brain
Feel the pain of a hangover, I

By the end of it I will be sure
To chloroform that little bitch
Wakin' up in a predicament
She won’t be able to ignore
You like thick rope around
Your

a young Tom Sawyer sitting in a foyer, peeking like a voyeur
At little miss Becky Thatcher watching her toy with Old Man Twain

Just like a young Tom

toys
U got it beat it good
Dirt drank for the tough man (mane)
Understood got the joy by the grind and it feels dank
And my shit stank by my shirt stains

The Rhythm

Kwamé

Old Skool Hip Hop: Greatest

2009

Although my name ain't Martin Luther
But I'm considered the king
Yo, my beats pumped by the mic I clamp
I don't need an amplifier
My brain is the amp
I

Seems like the only way to deal with my anger
Is by taking it out on you look
You either roll with me or you get rolled over
Shit I'm so hungry I

three times
As was the uncertainty of the printout
Produced by the instruments therein

It takes about a year
Of rising and falling telluric current