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There's a conch shell on my nightstand
It used to be a soft warm color
I could bring it to my ears and hear waves and shorebirds
Chirping in its

tiresome mire
Stretched out through a rugged conch shell

Chest constraint, eye rend, closed faint heart
Mellow grain, holed brain, sore earlobe
Screech,

7-11

3OH!3

Night Sports

2016

horny
So she grabbed my face like Sigourney

At the seven-eleven
Parked in the ally out back we found heaven
At the seven-eleven
Tracing lines

Seven Mile Bridge

David Allan Coe

Human Emotions/Spectrum VII

1995

stories
And swear that it just isn't true

Now most of them sail across to Miami
From the edge of the blue water line
With craw fish and snappers to sell

Cayo Hueso

Chris Foster

Cayo Hueso

2003

piece of paradise has everything you need
You'll never want to leave it when you come. 

The locals call themselves the conch republic 
For they

comeuppance conch shells sing
Of thee I do the velocoraptor screams
And all the iceberg lettuce you could husk
Is now a mask for you. Is now a mask for you.

Oh

Sweet gyal with a body so fine
Wah your time, and you on line
X2


Gyal meh love the way yuh bounce... On top
Love the way yuh pounce... and drop

Lightning from our eyes
Watch us draw the line to
Prove you're switching sides
Out of chances, go 'head put
That car in drive, aye aye

Snake vs ocelot, pick

like bubbles in the juice until I stomp the fuzz out
Pick up a conch and hit the waves
‘Til we pass the funk out
Passin’ gunk out
(What?)
Tellin' kids

the vocals
Copped the conch for the oceans quotes
Known I would blow since I smoked the dope
Made a diamond hit
No big shit
That was Last October
Ugh
Sitting

along
We can sing it all morn
On the phone, yes i want your voice as a ringtone
So I can hear you all the time
I know you'd love this line
So baby girl

bearing they arms and for war they're prepared
Over lines on a map that don't even exist
It's the size of your heart nigga clench up your fist
And put it

yes  for J'ouvert morning
Blowing conch shells to let them know we coming
Masqueraders and jab revelers
Have no fear boy anytime they pass
Boy you don't

the conch shells tell
Treat your body like the unico
Become a billionaire practicing stupido
Manly P. Hall lectures my música lately
Let's make life beautiful

holding the conch when the voting stops?

I had to set out and find it on my own way
try to leave a deeper impression than Monet
carry on no matter how

By all the lesser extract
Sights flit and tantalize
Exists for visuals  exit
Pure bliss evangelize
We stand in line
Free hands and mind
Confessor

fault lines
Sprawl devine authentic
Explicit thoughts raw image
Never Augmented
Sick of all these broken stopwatches
All you do is cherish botched

the nosebleeds rather than 
Court side, side line on the bench maybe even coaching again
God don't ignore my problems, I need you to come through for the kid
Let

If your friend want war too tell them line up 
Because the party inna di grave yard and dem nah need go sign up
And the gun so big from u see it it

at a loss for the vocals

Copped the conch for the oceans quotes
Known I would blow since I smoked the dope
Made a diamond hit
No big shit
That was Last

in your line?
Resigned, past my prime, fell behind
Still you turn me away, say it's time to align
So I work, I wait, I practice, I listen
I lay

anybody, they can teef the clothes off the line
I'll help anybody, but first I got to get mine

I don't need nobody
I did it on my own, did it on my own
I

never waiting it line I cut to the front bitch I'm never waiting my turn
These Rappers be nice but they burn
I'm staying resilient I'm hoping that you can

of dimes
Brodie keep a pair of nines, beggin' please don't cross the line, 'less you niggas tryna'
(aye, aye, aye, whoo, whoo)
'Less you niggas tryna' die,