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Makes me go ooh, ohh
When I think about how He saved my soul
He changed my life
And what was wrong He made right
So I promised Him my life

(Your love

redefine, in the beats our souls entwined
Silhouettes against the glare, we move in the smokey air
Nothing else can quite compare, to the freedom we declare

we’ll drink ‘til we see the sun tomorrow

Even if I’m quite unknown
I hope you’ll still come close

Have you been learning new things?
Stop by and spar

My Father

King Missile

The Psychopathology of Everyday Life

2003

(spoken, by John)
My father died in the '80s, but in the '40s he was quite famous. He played in the Negro Leagues. He was the first white man

"Feels like that I've been here before"

I don't wanna romanticize another
Time that's gone by
But I have to be honest and tell you that
I'm an old

a while
Especially if I can do it
With you by my side
Now, just a little more
Only just a little more
Let's stay here
A little longer now
Just

I fall asleep with my eyes wide open
Nothing to see, but I can’t keep them closed
Forbidden fruit brings the worst insomnia
Promises sucked down by

right back so please stand by
I've gone to the kitchen to bake a pie

Bed oh bed oh no not yet
I'd like to place just one more bet 
That I can keep you

straight under dodi, Diana, Princess
This woman's makin' wonders
They here to take hardest, regardless fools
Like Tray Deee i come down like bars to full
I

your perfect revenge to this ruthless world

We want out we're going nowhere
Nothing is right in what I see
Cracks me up when you're believing

Pot smoking, quite apart from being illegal
Is a problem
The psychological dependency generated by pot
Is probably it's greatest danger
Plus the fact

Frozen, as the time just passes by
Have to sing the freedom cry
Of the one who holds you here

Chosen for a life you never called for.
As your body

not quite sure where to go from here
The days are passing by
And I'm losing time

Help me catch a break
Cause this smile's so hard to fake
I second

the thought of you could fucking make me jealous
I'm not normal when I'm not with you
I'm so depressed that I could cut right through this scar tissue
That's

me oh well
I'll never forget it to Priest myself
Fort battles Gangrene go for DELF
Look at my eyes and all yourself
It's nothing but pain left I'm
Here

Just a grizzly care bear
Filled with nothing but love,
Quite a bit of grit, determination,
Competition in his blood

Then WOAH
Life comes swinging for

that Beamer swerving lanes
I keep my double cup so muddy
In my blunt I keep propane
You know I roll it by the nugget
Been seeing all type of thangs

and insert it real quick and put it right down my back
Not quite literally, yeah I know
I'm out here sifting through a better flow
I thought I knew you, yes

the author
That's a queen with a rook
Never meant to white knight
I just went by the book
Ended up not quite bright
Maybe that's the zeitgeist
Maybe it's my

I have everything I want
There's music playing in my head that keeps me here to be bought by someone else

Oh just you wait we'll waste your time
We

clash and overlap
Nothing quite fits right
It doesn't belong where it's at
I'm only here to help
I see the hurt you incurr
Self inflicted hatred
You

whole class to defeat me and they only won by chance
Just knowing you think that you'd beat me in itself is quite the laugh
I'd advise that you quit here

I'm feeling to light this tree
You scope for CHP
Nothing stop the function
Not even freeway speeds
Hotbox the HiAce
We don't need AC
Crack

him, get fucked
I write to make all the alt-rights hit the ceiling
Fragile snowflakes don't find it quite so appealing
If you're offended by this verse