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blood lines
Look out for 1 time, My mind I'm loosing
Abusing boo's when them dirty police we uniform of brutality I can blow dee's
The VPD on Tuolumne got

o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two

the magic cure
Don't be tryna to cute when you answer text
Hope my form is right, can't have it go left
Yeah it funny I'm the worst but I'm still yo best

wind on down the road
And get lost on the long way home
I'm feelin' so alive
Watchin' you watchin' the world roll by
In the sunshine, baby, while we

to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by

YOUNG CHARLOTTE
(words: traditional/Lissa S, music: traditional/Lissa S.)
source: “The Maine Woods Songster” edited by Phillips Barry, 1939

In

I don't think I can call it seasonal anymore
Yet I notice it seems to hurt more when the leaves have hit the ground
Is it the weather
Is it

how we coming
The money long like Andre Drummond
The bitch wanna see me, the judge wanna see me
I told my lawyer fuck the summons
In other words bitch I

Down by the Ngurin where the river runs dry 
Is a story that’ll bring a tear drop
To your eye where Long Mack
Used to call the Warlu up and make rain

Let's Talk

Omarion

Maybach Music Group Presents Self Made, Vol. 2: The Untouchable Empire

2012

side when I say, "So long"
Been paying attention, niggas steady missing
Turning you off, let me turn you on, so I'm gone

(Ask you what your interests

Close your eyes and your heart to all this other mess
I'm saving your life by putting you through
Or you'd be so blind to all the wonders I can do
Aye man

when you can't pray the pain away?
How will you stand? 
How will you breathe
When you're beat down to the brink and forced to taste reality

Line em up

I'm so broken it's annoying
Kapakahi permanently
Limpin', trippin', Lolo Jonesin'
By that I mean I'm still training
2020 vision
3 years of meditation

on me
Never be the type to say I don't need nobody else
Really I just want the love that I never seen for myself
Virgo baby
I know you like when I line up

of humanity our line in the sand can be found
And when we trolling up and down the block
And a flash mob of dancers appears out of nowhere
An army of free souls

Try to spit game when I come through 
Been working on my form like Kung fu 
Getting ready for the war like Sun Tzu  
Y'all still talking bout that you

I feel like I'm blocked
I know I have been, but I mean out of my own head
Like I was left for dead near the bottom of a rock after getting hit by

corn!

And when we go right on up to Heaven
We won't need to mourn
Just as long as the streets are paved with corn
When we get to Heaven
We won't

Working Girls

10cc

Windows in the Jungle

1983

for your body
When you want to use your mind
Every day it's hustle hustle
But you're not the pushy kind 

You worry and wonder when he calls you

She Loved Me

Montgomery Gentry

You Do Your Thing

2004

On a fifteen minute break
We shared a cigarette, a long kiss
Then she stood there by the stage
All night by the stage
Man, those were the days 
When she

pay attention to your feathers when following flocks 

Yo, this shits garbage, how you thinking you're the hardest 
The difference's mines an art form

on fast forward my mind on rewind
It's like you play back the time when life is on the line
My demons telling me that I won't make it out alive
So drunk

To a goddess on your own
They brought you into human form
When I have my kid
Imma raise him like you did
If he get caught up in some shit
I'll make sure that I'm

like my only choice
Is to give up always tryin'
To be seeing eye to eye
It gets harder every time
When they form a perfect line just to stab you in