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Evan Hill

Evan Hill (January 20, 1919 – April 10, 2010) was an American journalist and professor at the University of Connecticut (UConn), where he chaired the journalism department from 1965 to 1984. A stern but beloved teacher, Hill exerted major influence on Connecticut journalism. He mentored many editors and reporters in the region and served as a director and trustee of The Day. He authored eight books and 160 magazine articles. more »

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Reachin for a bottle, uh
Dreamin for a model, uh
Sleepin more than y'all know, uh
Creepin though I'm hollow, huh
Only hearin blah blah
Finna blast some yah yah
Think I'm drinking water
Feel I'm drinking vodka
Finna gut a bad bitch
Runnin like I ain't had shit
Tryna light a match with
Fumes from a mad kid
City lights are really bright
Blinding when I'm tryna be right
Tough when they're fighting against me
One day they're gonna do more than just threaten me
Turn out the lights it's time to focus on pride
My highs are like too high for a guy who ain't feel alive, alive
Sly ways start fine days but the mic pays full price, aye
Im tryna save my ego but we know it's not really liked, aye, yuh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, yuh, uh
What the f*ck is this cluster f*ck of a bunch of fucks tryna f*ck shit up?
See green finna run it up
Track star in the backyard, more of a metaphor or shall I dumb it up?
Sometimes when I write too much I love to punch
Do I look like I'm tryna survive while takin time to write songs about love?
Or do I look like I'm tryna buy a typewriter and bring back old shit y'all moved on from?
Post mortem killa and death defiant pillar
In the game of life, I'm a pain in the eye, scratch me and I'll make you dry
No need to sexualize, but I'll take you by the hips and
Turn out the lights it's time to focus on pride
My highs are like too high for a guy who ain't feel alive, alive
Sly ways start fine days but the mic pays full price, aye
Im tryna save my ego but we know it's not really liked, aye, yuh
I'm drinking again, I'm seeing the end, my demons are creeping and then
I'm bringing to them my problems, I should prolly not be singin wit them
I need to advance, I need some new plans, aye
I mean shit, I need some new pants, uh, icy wrist, uh
I need to get vans, I dream of a grand
I dream of all my dead family holdin my hand
Me rambling and them listening till I can't speak
It's damaging when felt like you can't see
Someone who helped you out when felt like you can't breathe
Stuck in the same position wit a damaging addiction to friction, I can't leave
I'm running knee high in one place, tryna better myself to rewrite a mistake
I need to get outta this place, it's not healthy at this rate
Trying this hard to forget his face
Left a bitter taste in his brain when he got dizzay from lowering his bit rate
I used to wanna see him, now I wanna fucking beat him, up
So much he won't be able to clutch, and first of all I'll start by
Turn out the lights it's time to focus on pride
My highs are like too high for a guy who ain't feel alive, alive
Sly ways start fine days but the mic pays full price, aye
Im tryna save my ego but we know it's not really liked, aye, yuh

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