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toes
When I get closer to the shore
It makes me take for granted
What we have  
So I'll stay in deeper water
I'm at my best
So I'll stay in deeper water

I'm dreading
But not for what may just be lying ahead
What if I reach the end and it's just a dead end
And I never get my own chance to ascend or avenge

Anchored with doubt
So I cross my legs
And yawn the nerves out
By the wind's dipping oar
Leveled with the floor

Strong be my veins
But my heart is sore

on flows and them bows moving
Inner me frozen
Underdog, unchosen
Bulldog, Bulldozing
Moving bows, no archer team
We do not fight with sticks and stones

the fricking entire
Stadium chanting "saadi don't retire!"
They call me a liar but i just spit facts
This real music, I'm not playing the sax
There's always

Lashed to the mast, splashed by the spray of the waves as they crash on the bow 
Searching the skyline, his heart in his throat as the wind chills

a plain of non-material existence.
Although not physical by nature, the result is tangible and the impression is visceral.
Frequency… Vibration… Odyssey.

and too long ago
Of family, fire, hearth and home
Axe in my hands crafted for the trees
Now pointed at the enemy
Sons driven too soon into men
Will I ever

stories of old
And so rich within might mistake me for prophet
I guess it makes sense that I'm here to astonish
My playground, whether you like it or not

Hara

Bejad K Bhakt Hum Khara Sona

Maradona Toh Pairi Pauna

No Healing For My Lipoma Side Trauma

That Fight On Us Rappers Bipolars

We White Collars

heard 
Nothing meant when life ends is my word on the matter of love. 

I'd row me to sleep, but I've lost an oar 
The sea doesn't carry me anymore 

All

a whole movie Teflon Don with a oozie
I take that back m16 you bet not screw me
See we all make mistakes but we walk by faith
We need an angel in North

on on my lessons I search more thats my life learnt

that’s a slither into my world
Im still trying patch it up with my folks and with my girl
eye for eye

built not bought. None of this shit was given to me.
Somehow I never miss a beat, wish I was writing history.

Let me switch it up, stir it up, stack it

tells me
You are not quite finished here
And you're worth the pains of living
So neither am I

What if when the lifeboats finally come
You should find

or tradition,
I am not driven by, I am not driven by,
I am not driven by family or tradition!

[Verse 2]

Save your prayers for someone who cares,
Even if I’m in

Your Spirit

Kierra Sheard

Heart. Passion. Pursuit.

2017

(not by power)
By Your spirit, God (by Your spirit, God)
Give me Your spirit, God (send Your spirit, God)

Not by might (not by might) 
Not by power

by all the fancy cutlery
They're just plain better than me

Old money,
Old money
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

She'd ... always be extremely rude
To the help

back oh

I wanna love you back
I wanna show you that
You've not made the wrong choice by loving me (By loving me)
By loving me oh (By loving me)
By

more best With vast in hasting 
But 
whats the rush For the goal get  When the road clear 
I’m not chasing trends yo we searching for more
Peace

dont need applause for my cause
From the heart not the jaws
Do what i want do what i feel
Keep it real shocking like an eel
From the top to the bottom

Not a chance that you chumps are ready
If you wanna throw hands
Well the punch is heavy
You should see me go ham on their underbelly's
Till they vommit

All the time it makes me sad
Cmon, I'd think you'd know better Than that dad
Like a boat, 2 oars, two holes, no Pores
Pair-less something nothing

waves, like I ram sea, no Mason
NO GF, so ya boy been misbehaving
Blazing more than Blaziken
Disappeared for days again
Not with that fugazzi shit
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