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than earthlings I fly off the surface
I dive in the furnace alive and determined
I'm airing my dirty laundry linen detergent the fire is burning flow

Just one hundred years before their civil war, thirteen British colonies banded together as one nation to wage war against the world’s top naval

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

it's worth it.

Smiling and socialising.
Endless philosophising. What did you know? What did you care?
What did you know? What did you care?
Surface

carefully
And takes a photo with
His phone then with both hands, he mimes a
Rifle, lines up the rabbit in his sights
And fires

A self-produced 2010

breast
milking her own blood to burn
in orgies of carbon-based cum
just pull the plug
take her off life support
and hold them to the fire they started

Deep beneath the surface
Flows black and red
Chambers overfill
And now you're living
On borrowed time

You sat back and watched
The fissures form

I was 16 when I started off in the Lionz Den
I was rhyming against a nigga twice my
Age but I was fire then
Before you, Yung I I I
Cortez even Rich

The fire falls asleep
As the smoke signals warnings to me
With a hand on my throat
I close my eyes and let it swallow me whole

Embers always scatter

Drop night, zen sleep, hot fire dreams
Talk right, war crime, Pen ink bleeds
Drinkin', thinkin', on the rocks oh shi, it's freezin'
Hockey rink, imagined

love
Was more than a movement
Hippies were defined
By the government to lose em
Minds opened up like oxygen on a fire
Everything inspired
By

You ever thought you had the one you love 
The one you could've brung above surface 
But she too busy working on her self but you could work 
With it

Was more than a movement
Hippies were defined by the government to lose them
Minds opened up like oxygen on a fire
Everything inspired by a psychedelic

The fire when it sleeps
Lover of art
Fulfill prophecy

Huh

They gon show face
Tell em a concert is happenin
That you head lining
They won't pull up
but when

to the Surface then get ate up by a Bird and regurged to the kids
I want rewards for the graft
Not the pinnacle of fame 
I want Critical acclaim 
Some Awards for

of locusts 
Niggas bugging underneath 
I left my heart right at the surface 
Palms is sweaty all the time 
Drop the ball they think I'm nervous 
Turn my water

out the fires of white people in blue uniforms
In Montgomery, Rosa Parks refuses to give up her seat to a white man
This demonstration, with

Dear God
I've never done this before
But I thought I'd reach out man
I need your support
I feel like an idiot, just me and these walls
But theres

Escaped his confines to
Alarm and define us
As carrier murderers
Cuttin' off all support
Age limit for healthcare
Never been so unfair
Unprepared
No

nothing 
That we can't do 'Scratching The Surface' was barely a preview 
Made my first tape now they asking for a sequel
Niggas never wanna support you in

Like a hostage in the trunk now I'm scratching the surface 
Starting to make some noise and now you characters nervous
I massacre verses when I'm

or foe had part ways
Love fade, couple fam done switched ways
Crowd focus, corners fill wit them pipe smokers
Loud surfaces, life death we born hurstes

time unpack my emotions and get back on track
I lack self support I hate being myself
If only I could just let go of my pain and store it on the shelf

the clock forward in the court
Kids likewise neglected and kept for child support
Generational cycle
Circumstances of the trauma born devil stripped from

technology, information, across border lines 

Humanity surfaces when together we bleed
Pivoting our power to support those in need 
We ALL are accountable for