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clemency Your loot will be crushed into dust Whose the cut head in my hand is? Can you feel me? Can you find me? Shall not! Cannot! Lifeless in the dark mud
our breath in chili's sound, can't breathe but common wind and rose water of some women named rosewoman? if you want the feel of musical fume, but
never watched the sky grow pale Or strolled through fields of dew I do not know of dust to dust I live from breath to breath I live to climb that
Well it's hot in the desert by day And at night it's freezing cold A perfect place for the fickle soul From the ground comes a bubbling brew
0 full of scorpions is my mind I taste bitter root in my mouth No weapons forged against me shall prosper Any evil wished against me shall be
You gotta know how to knock before you get let in The party's already jumpin like three sheets in the wind Move a little closer cuz I think you need
Old Friend Old Friend Flung by the will of many winds Doubting the embers deep within Let it go Fighting to build a home and rest Upon a hope in
the wind still blows by Calling your name Ref. “the black scorpion queen had visited me in my dreams Passion, passion been loved wrong But you baby wanna
equality in the circle Of life or we won't even have dust No, we won't even have dust I have to get high to get away from it all So I can get by, but
of my farmer's tan an' I was lettin' you. An' fightin' bull in the July heat, tryin' to keep my cool. An' the prairie wind sang while the dust devils
side That's dark like hell, or safe from light Just blown apart, by wind from stars With white dust tides, to pull on ours The moon you've felt, it
Wanna prance, take a stand If you trust me, take my hand Smoking fairy dust, blowing in the wind Leave me out to ash, send me back again To the universe,
in The fog is low, the wind is still I feel em' creeping creeping Shit here we go with this again No, I can't meet your demands I'm out here oiling
my bed, I'ma lie in it, mum Live by the gun, die by the gun (chyeah) All the blood, sweat and tears that I shed was all worth it When I see my
it's God for the Win All of my homies they said that They love me but soon as it Tough they was fly in the wind So I practice my faith with this Word
to dust, the heart of the lost The attacks by Hamas, skyscrapers, and skyrockets New world exodus of Israeli government Fighting in the valley of Gaza,
aspirations, good will and intent It's every man for himself when good instincts kicks in Water under the bridge is just piss in the wind You can live a lie
A story of a fawn fallen In love with a scorpion A long walk along the Beach to the crematorium Sitting on this rock Spinning 'round this burning ball
a plastic rose is entwined And in the stillness of the twilight As the tumbleweeds wind I am crawling like a scorpion Across the melancholy time so shred
to That you can blow it by the ounce to Bad bitches thinking that they can't live without you Young rich nigga they can't walk in my shoes I can't bask in
you desire or is all about pride I've let time past by Ive let days go by Saw my plants grow Your pride's why you're letting me go Wind blew away my
Dust's flying in the wind Short's your way inside a virtual cell snatch from your dream, snatch to shade of injustice So you have found the end...
wed Not a lot of time to celebrate, always more work to do The religion of the day Dust kicked up by the horses, we all waved our goodbyes
wasting our lives Cause when all is said and done And when all has come and gone Are we really just dust in the wind? We're taught to be self-made But for
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