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into a newt.
BEDEMIR: A newt?
VILLAGER #3: I got better.
VILLAGER #2: Burn her anyway!
CROWD: Burn! Burn her!
BEDEMIR: Quiet, quiet. Quiet! There
wasn't there
And you knew it wasn't there because three blinks and it
Goes away
At least for a second or you can see through 1 16th of the
Spaceship
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
is the first week of July by the way folks. About three or four days
later... we must have got there around the 30th of June. Anyway, what a great
there
[Chorus]
Day by day, day by day
Day by day, day by day
Oh dear Lord, three things I pray [one, two, three]
To see thee more clearly [day by
a rooster does.
Infiltrate your computers.
Turn one inch brains into rulers.
Ten percents nothing at all.
Activate grow ten feet tall.
Meditate turn the tv
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
see the faces
Of the smaller crowds
And I'm okay
No, I can drive myself
I've been sobered
By my time on the shelf
And I've been normal
And I've
there
[Chorus]
Day by day, day by day
Day by day, day by day
Oh dear Lord, three things I pray [one, two, three]
To see thee more clearly [day by
to go
So you can cut my hair anyway you like
You can use a scissors
Or you can use a knife baby it's all good
It's alright i just wanna be touched
By
us
Know it's us
Jordan's on our feet
You know it's us
Twenty three
Table full of Henney
You know it's us
Hennessy
I'm a big boy now with a big ass
Colors on the page
I drew a line to make it straight
The truth might hurt little
But Imma spill tell you anyway
Don't judge a book by its face
I'm
as a smaller, closed eye
Surrounded by the same, peculiar glowing lines
He doesn't notice it at first
But the orbiting lines are connected at certain points
baby write his whole name in all caps,
I drive to peak, I sit down just to stand on my feet,
I'm so annoyed by you I'll go back to the Jurassic age just
Dino’s precious sun. A Washington and a pair of smaller, shiny Washingtons shy of Franklin’s frivolous fee, only to now lie at Franklin’s syphillised feet
hood)
(The real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is busting her ass) State my case
(Nigga,
She had 13 kids, each one had 13 problems
Three uppers, ten downers, just to put up with this
And she don't know which children belong to which
mean anyway?
All this time
Memories that feel like dreams
If each new day's
A smaller fraction of my life
Racing by
Won't show me how to live them right?
you to your destiny
Where by other souls are slain
It won't take long
It won't take too long at all
Three men in a desert wandering
One is knowing
But anyway, this for my niggas
Uncles, twenty-three hours
Sendin' me pictures i want you to know that
I'm so determined to blow
That you hear the music
at the threats of despair?
Or you clumps of hair
Bows binding your feet
Make your plea “a wooden coat” space for three
Every hour – the sand fills up – the glass
by a magnitude of three
And have you seen that maps are different in every country
And Antartica
Is it a ring
Or what they showed us
An ice wall
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
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