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to injure with the
Power of Thor, I summon the raw
Come in the door with a big saw
Then seep through the floor
I permeate surface
The earth is just one level

A while ago, I lost myself, a sunflower until you stood on me
Covered myself with soil, lost view of the light, all alone in this hole
I couldn't

Peeling the fractured paint off the walls
Scratching beneath the surface
It doesn't take much to see
The lives that aren't free

Sunken and broken

I'm the hardest nigga rapping with an hourly
Haven't scratched the surface and my people say they proud of me
I was feeling worthless
Wouldn't think you

stock
While I bury words in soil, reaping cash crop
You had a laughingstock and I'll
Lead you to the slaughter
An example of how to treat men
If I ever

Deprived of peace for years untold

Long lost from human gaze
Lies an uneasy facade
Shrouding under the surface
Its sordid history

Inhumed far beyond

Phobia
Of cold places
The soil tickles my worn out feet
What have I
That you have not
I found myself a spotlight luckily

Oh what a fool
Thought i

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and so was her spirit
Whatever the surface, she could drill it
Shy and reserved, her nature was opaque
Quite the enigma how she shone in all black
She

where you can rest in ease. 

If you are lying down, feel your body sink into the surface beneath you. If you are sitting, imagine your body is suspended

finicky bitches, don't know what a flow is
Need a pot for the growing, these industry plants have been showing
up out of the soil
Got no light to extend it

Fluorescent beams through the surface
Luring me, pulling me under
A place that's deeper than this Earth is
No I don't need to remember
Draw me in,

brought cool water down to sooth your aching feet
My friends please believe

My dark soil holds the bodies of your dead
My spring rains come to wash away

A perfect circle
A single splash of rain on dust dry soil
A prayer for a pool on a sun scorched day
To kill the thirst and wash the dirt away

For

and push backwards
When stepped in soil imprinted
Veins so dry it's numerical
The numbers write kanji on the
Back of the chemicals, the backbone

Follow

months later
With an empty fridgerator
Touched down on Martian soil
Praying we wouldn't freeze or boil

When the red dust finally settled
We were

to myself are getting further by the minute
And conclusion tries to break me down to never go the distance
Never thought it nothing more than just a surface

the years
And his eyes are heavy from all the things they’ve had to witness
But they are shrewd though, on the surface appear as listless
Sees the boy he was,

looking for a savior
From who knows what maybe where this road lеads
Caught a glimpse of the end saw wе all bleed
Watch out for the fruit on the surface

Some out lookin for bread
Two different ways of how we tryin to be fed
Until we surface
but most wait to be led
What is the purpose of this life we have

redemption
billows in the wind
oh how I would have
ransacked the cabin
to see soil once again

oh this voyage claimed 
it's debt a clear silhouette 
a stare

will find their way to the surface however hard you try.
Each and every day is simply bursting with lies, even so
I’ll keep on standing at your side,

on the imagination of man
If you ask about its soil and its sand, it is the sensation of mist and saffron
And if you ask about its ceiling, it is the throne

the same seed
Built from the soil of royals, my family DNA golden, just watch when I bleed
From Hockey in Harlem Awards at Apollo, to rapping on stages I