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I'm not free, I don't have my own land
We were slaves and they were killed by our hands
Now the living dead has power over you
And I can say just "Fuck

on parchment, in the heart so they remember it
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by

thinking about living forever
Whatcha think about living forever

You are all thats in my chest 
No room for lungs to catch my breath 
So keep me close

how my bank grow
And how the chain glow
Though it ain’t my style
Coming in another angle
Make a living making peso
I’ll give everything my all
To be

more
Cmon y'all
Our son Dax is worth living loving and enjoying every minute of this life

Dax hardy I love you buddy best friends till the end
Thank you

need to put an end to this
And they're supposed to keep us alive
Telling truth within their lies
Why do they keep us aside
Let the living come to die

fail
Could I see the end of a rainbow
Is it just gold or something I don't know
It's like I'm living in a fairytale
Searching for the hidden treasure

you just a façade? 
Are we living to get into a heaven,
That may not exist like he spit in Ill Mind 7? 
But f!@# it, I believe,
In my mind only

you just a façade? 
Are we living to get into a heaven,
That may not exist like he spit in Ill Mind 7? 
But fuck it, I believe,
In my mind only

coming from 
The clouds darken and I'm wishing that the sun would come 

End up drunk before noon
Sun comes up slump with the moon
Let it bump in your

love, might end up opening up to leech
And don't let down yo' guard, 'cause that's when you'll get put to sleep
Living by the street code, yeah that's

She kicked me right in the dick

Now I'm lower than low
The slow kid on the bottom of the totem pole
Tried escaping by sailing these flows
But when

Blood Brothers

Ken Boothe

Just My Imagination, Vol. 3: Dock of the Bay

1997

back
Billie was a white man's son living in a one room shack

And split those days in the Alabama heat
We shared what we had but we never have enough

Tyler Perry look cover like carry
Walkin in purpose missionary can't be in a hurry
Face down homie terry living life scary
That weapon formed will leave

You ever looked into the eyes of a man marinated in madness
Constantly hearing that fat lady sing, feels like I'm serenaded by sadness
It's real
When

my street wearing supreme 
You'll get your logo boxed off your head-top 
I don't seek a space in a scene that's a buyers market 
Fuck off, end

they in a fight
Ima go chill by the coast
I'm on the eastside baby, no I do not mean to boast
But this shit get really nice, throw the cups up, I had me

I’m In a trance 
On expectorants
I expect rants
By Tyrannical tyrants
Promoting violence 
I’m not just sitting back in silance
Bombs don’t hit hospitals

Sacred Trust

One True Voice

Now, Vol. 54 [UK]

2003

another day go by

I follow my heart right up to the end
As far as the eye can see
I'm faithful and true and living up to
Your sacred trust in me
I'll

The only way to end this sickness put a bullet in my head
Put a bullet in my head!
Put a bullet in my head!
The only way to end this sickness put

Icarus flying way up high in the sky
Lost a lotta people but no one ever really dies
Tryna maintain through all the BS every day by the grain
Something in

seen my cash
No you won't see me in the morning imma do the dash

Lately I been living too fast
I want a foreign and I want a bitch that's real bad
She

and bright
Wrong to compare us side by side
Your glass half full and no end in sight

A lot further than we thought we'd be
Living large and young and free

in the end

Yeah
I don't really know what'll happened if all disappear
Will I be remembered by you...let's keep it real
I don't expect from anybody