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that you wanna hear
But you're benighted by your thoughts
You can plant it, decant it, you know the things that you wanna know
But you're frantic

See him practice now he teaching
Not acting now he's preaching
He a servant now a decant
He's a halo now a beacon
He's a cannon killing legions
He's

decant on the patio
With you at my side
A place to dwell though not quite home
In warm winter light
We're winging it
Well…
We're winging it
Well…
We're

At the warehouse party 

At the warehouse party

Same damn warehouse party 

But you ain't standing right in front of me



Decant my blood decant my blood 

Cut off

Intellectual Dons

Cypress Hill

Unreleased & Revamped

1996

causing trauma 
Don't want to do it but they want to 
Just the Intellectual trauma causing dime

(Barron Ricks)
be	 Ricks stands anonymous decant

Pink Elephant

Cherry Poppin' Daddies

Zoot Suit Riot

1997

Sleazy P. Martini ran the Pink Elephant
With hot-pink curtains where the sloe gin decants

A shave and a haircut knock knock
Would for sure get you in

been feeding you, Barboy,
But this here’s the real blood of Christ!

Yeah, well, forgetting to decant the Syrah 
Was your biggest “faut pas”…
But, I can

Breathe, Let it swirl 
I'm getting drunk on the scent of my girl
Decant, the dregs of our fights 
An incantation into the night 

I drink deep in

Decant see your face through the tears
The only way I can get you to slur straight is through cheers
As if it's just a race to debase all your hastiest

Exhortation ends here
Invective ends here
 
Decant this elixir
Into a tumbler
Raise it to your lips
Retreat a safe distance
Rum and coke with ice
Nothing

a ripping delirium
Coerce the skin's confessions
Through black streams
Decant the heart's last vintage

Crack the bones and gorge on marrow
Limbs plunging

Misery decants another glass 
She flicks it down the bar 
Do I need some more?
Or am I already done for?
She cracks a smile as my tears roll
With

burnt girl
With the
Ow
Dragoon tattoo
Who
Who is to say I'm not
Fuck you, pay me 
Go eat some apple sauce and jack off
Bino, Earl Sweat, Asher Roth
Decant

shrivelled palms
Decant the juices in deuces and charms
Invite the night sky for companionship
But don't fall in love with a blanket that rips
Now gesture her

mist
Play this, well after the transplant
Well after the drunk rant, well after the decant
When you pour it out, and I'm thrust into the ground
Still

are a donkey
That's my rant
I'm too relaxed
I'm like a plant
Before the wine we must decant

This is a simple act of grace
I want to go to outer space
I

An act of aggression and beauty
Transforms this ancient scenery
Behold the power of justified blasphemy
Decant deceptions of glorified sanctions
This

He's dressed only in velvet underpants
Grooving as the winemaster freely decants
UNGALUNGA! The beast is released
UNGALUNGA! The feast in the east

There

through you
Just like electricity

You find some time to choose some flowers
Remind yourself you need a shower
Decant to a basket
And head to the fast lane

of a town house

Your parents were still up getting high
There was mushroom tea left to decant
Watching your sister feed cold coffee
To the marijuana plant

green
Fine glass constricts the hand
The blue collared maids decant trays upon trays
Excessive amber confidence can jeopardise
The riches impale S's

Misery decants another glass
She flicks it down the bar
Do I need some more?
Or am I already done for?
She cracks a smile as my tears roll
With

is joy and devotion
You decant my dreams in two jars
And your eyes are an emotion
Follow the path between the towers
And empty the amphoraes in

Decant, vim diferente

Soltando essas bala no pente

Tenho o respeito do chefe da fac

Que o jeito que eu rimo é pros inteligente


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