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and where you live for the tape'
'My names Craig I Live in Forest gate'
'thats good thats really good no really you're doing
great, now next question tell me

Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well

Home,

mother fucker
Burning bodies of virgins to plant curses
On any Twitter user make them drive away in hurses
Your verses get murdered by PCs with PC needs

legs
I'm never blind sighted cause I'm stalking my prey
I'm speaking crazy I don't even know why I'm talking this way
Craig David...
Walking away
You can

the nana like a battery
No chains on my words make you feel like you sitting by the ray
Splash in a planet full of Ashes
Dust to dawn passes I tried fasting

I wanna live in the South of Korea
I want a crib in Japan by Osaka
Lay on the beach in the Caymans for summer
And I want a spot where my neighbor's

a netscape glow 
Try not to die with an orinico flow 
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8 
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late 

Cali

a netscape glow 
Try not to die with an orinico flow 
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8 
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late 

Cali

you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

wing
By David Byrne

Now I live in this big city
Such a long, long way away
But when I hear that the rain is falling
Back to my home I'll return someday

force
If we could combine more instead of collide more
I know we'll find a way to get by more
But they wanna buy more they walking on tight rope
But you

Young girl, walking in the rain
Nighthawks of New Amsterdam town know her name
She's a regular fascination with the newsroom boys
But they don't know

We Be About

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

[Verse One: Jise One]
You can't handle what I'm about
I'm smoked out in Amsterdam
With two fans, I'm all about my fam
Who's the boss? I used to love

up-and-coming
Nothing's coming of it that I don't covet
Rather play the master than the puppet
Life I put the bun up in the oven
And walk away from love like

in the sky beside me

You can say I'm tryna be
The male Lauryn Hill
I'm just tryna make some music
That the Lord'll feel
I been walking in the light

he got away but my blade is extra long

Follow? Go bye bye
Hollow gon' shot shot
Aiming at him even if he had nine lives
Skeleton I die alone in

I'm like David, I been reading Samuel
I'm lettin go of all the distractions that it's in front of me
All this darkeness in yo life but you're still

the gap
Walking over all we lost
Discrediting what we had
Huh
Think kneeling
Protests
Both of em lies too and
Claim just listen and you’ll live as bullets

my story
You could see me everyday 
And wouldn't know a line of all these thoughts up in my hide-away
With no emotion I'm emotional
And i motion all

looked back
Surrounded by all these goons that I'm familiar with
White shit go in the jar then my arm doing a miracle whip
Yeah stand out phenomenon
Plug

on the scale I had to double up the bales
Baby you a diamond, don’t be giving pigs all of the pearls
Before that I could speak I was walking in them, Reeboks

wouldn't bat an eyelid when you seen me in the isles
But when you see me in my PJs by the frozen goods
You got me banned from all the local shops in