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Coral loves her Gil, always greets him with her kisses
But he's gone so much, she's understandably suspicious
Before too long, she's a woman

beat cancer
But never came home from the war
We`re trading coral for coal
Ripping out our roots
For those last few drops of oil
To polish up our marching

We got too much Kundalini
Heaven crown to root to earth
Think God Finna Take The Earth
We got too much Kundalini
Heaven crown to root to earth
Think

Never struggled in the early days
Cause there was warmth in every word you'd say
Even when the pennies started to fade
It didn't matter
Cause we had

the root and evil is the fruit

Just a little boy
Barely in my youth
She told me that a lot of lies are hidden in the truth
She said unquenchable fire

clouds above
Over crystals of olivine
Hot bark, filmy ferns and vines
 
In our island's coral sea 
Drummers swim by anemones
White-eyes in pandanus roots

Spit out the truth and get
The wicked dem riled
Chant out your roots and get
The wicked dem riled
Over-stand how the past still affects now

of falling and calling your name out 
These are the roots of rhythm 
And the roots of rhythm remain 

In early memory 
Mission music 
Was ringing 'round

Under African Skies

Paul Simon

Graceland

1986

and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

In early memory
Mission music
Was ringing 'round my nursery door
I said

Oughta Know That

Jon Pardi

Heartache Medication

2019

it all on my roots
My honky tonk attitude
I'm feelin' this temptation in my current situation
But morning's gonna come, gonna be early
Gotta go

WOP
Tamii
(Evan Beats)
I gotta stay true to my roots
Never accepted a handout I was born with all my juice
I said I'm always chasing W's 'cause I can

the sunrise
I'm ostracized who close to me
Said they wasn't who they supposed to be
Can't be the roots that's holding me down, was holding me back
Matter

Under African Skies

Paul Simon

Earthrise: The Rainforest Album

1995

the dream of falling and calling your name out 
These are the roots of rhythm 
And the roots of rhythm remain 

In early memory 
Mission music 
Was

My AirMax colorway coral reef, constant heaters
We watching the game, the whole gym was watching our side of the bleachers
Now who the man? Candy

cs we climb upon this mountain, I'll try to be the one, Your root bear holding you down when they point the gun.  Your Root Bear!

We packed all our

Sun sat early in the evening
Or late in the after noon
Someone played the harp in heartbeat
In the distance of the saxophone
Summer garden out

roots
Dig deeper than we know
Embedded in our skin and bone
Feel the warmth of early June
Break the jet of heavy gloom
Inside a world that is our own

Trouble in your sight
And have yo people say he was sent home to early
Listen and hear the church say
Some dudes gotta die for you to realize
That I’m

I'm trying to touch something warm even early in the morning
You feel me poking, we ain't sleep with a stick
I'm trying to touch something warm even

and cleavers
For the tainted angel wingers with artificial facial features

We ancient keepers seeds and roots will feed us through the trees and juice
And bring

they'll do for that legal tender

Money is the root of all evil is what they teach you
That's what made Nino his brother's keeper
That's what made Alpo

Her name
Engraved into the weathered stone
Almost faded
Almost unknown
Her name
Whispered in the early dawn
Can’t be heard above
The waves that crash

get to see
The ending early
Ey loyalty and
Betrayal in the same
Category
Ey cause them bridges
Burn and them tables
Turn
And them chairs can
Be moved

calamity
Taps the root of sick mindsets centered on vanity
Ats the nations axing the world and acting handsomely
Absent minded, the future's abstract