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E&A Day

Eyedea & Abilities

E&A

2004

to your own shit?
The truth is I can do what you can't
Sellin' twenty thousand units hand to hand to the true fans
On top of that, freestyle and you'll get

Stupid me I took a morning picture
To send to you ten-thousand miles away
Yolky sun rising on the snowfield
I swore I wouldn't think of you today

of many names
The bells that sound the witching hour, a new satanic age
To gather all as one within one thousand days of rage

I am destruction of man
I

one of mine get nicked, I won't trust them to fold
I miss the days where I had to be home by ten
It's ten-thirty, I know I'm gettin' cussed when I'm

away
And as the weeks would pass her by, she cried every tear there was to cry
Till she was sure that she was through with those sad days
But every time

I do
Yeah, they all told me not to choose you
But by then, you already had the title
And this will sound a little unusual
But I kind of see you as my

are sayin'
I was displaced, i felt quite torn
Between the so-called promised land
And the place where i was born

A thousand days have passed away
It's

smash
If I don't get money from rhymin'
That's a fateful day
I might have to take it back
To the kitchen like Rachael Ray
I don't put no work in with

for the sichy
All these bitches say they love me
But these bitches wasn't with me
I'm a mix of all the rappers
Mostly Gucci Mane and 50
I get coochie by

use your bitch for lookout, thousand, it was raw I took out
Know the lies I see them put out, little flame they soon get put out
I'm one foot in, I'm

The fading seconds, hours of struggle
The days of anger and years of never
Decades were passed by now it seemed,
'Though we were there only for a blink

a thousand times but
I'm still singing this song

THAT DAY

I wrote a couple rhymes
Ovеr tunes I didn't write
In an attempt to rеconcile
What keeps me up

and do they biz
In Hoff-like, environment
Goth spikes, retirement moth dust, colodipen
Shook ones, try again my philosophy lingo
My wardrobe was forged by

there is
If you pay this ridiculous fee
Where, I mean it’s a thousand dollars
Like, like a hundred years and
All this fucking shit
And eventually you gain

nigga's accent
Only speak one language
I coulda copped a thousand Red Bottoms
But I'm on my grind
Trackie and some Nikes is what
I'm walking these blocks in

try to hold my harms inside  
 before they overflow  
 thousand moments passing by  
 still don’t know the reason why  
 these homemade machines are

We ain't no ordinary niggas out here baby
We know the key code money, power
Respect if it ain't at least five hundred
Thousand then it ain't a check

sneeze to get
Blessed by your bitch though
I remember days sliding tracks
'til my wrist swole
Had to punch just to get a slice
Feel like Kimbo
All gas even

Time goes by so fast man
(Yeah-yeah)
Ten years makin' hits for y'all
Still feels like we liftin' off
It's Lebron showin' off
Blisters or poets

couldn't they pass on by and 
Let the sun shine again
Then and only then I can face tomorrow

Misunderstood and I'm hoping for another chance
Misunderstood,

to
I kinda miss you girl right now
You know, the old days and stuff?
I want you to be here, with me
Just call me back when you get this message okay?"

out
Load up my book, his book, his book, I'm three hundred out (cash out)
First day out, ran a red light, made niggas see med lights (uh-huh)

to relatives, I had to start from the basics
Just don't take it over God, that's when you makin' those statements
Know we live by the code, rock the finest