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memories of us laughing
You told me go chase my dreams
You knew music was my passion
I called you when i heard pops died
We both cried by his casket
An now

to be a ruse
You were the envoy of the blues

Looking frail like porcelain
Touched by someone you would crack
Could you be a wandering ghost
Lost in time

elite you can tell by the cars
Got the Tims on I'm two under par
Mix the gin with the juice at the bar
Then the kush got me landing on mars

My neighbors

You resound in me
Guess I know why
Water-loving guys been watched over
By twin hills that can't hide a smile
Meet the rhythm in the corner
Take that

Running With the Carnival

Stan Ridgway

Snakebite: Blacktop Ballads & Fugitive Songs

2004

just like kin
And you can't be in the middle when you're sleepin' with a Siamese twin
Oh, the dog-faced boy lifts his leg out in the pourin' rain
When

the plug yeah
Baby
You need to know
Just how much
Our time could grow
You say I
Need by myself
But you
Don't need
Nobody else
Guess I gotta just get used

that's my twin
That's my man fulfill my needs
Put me first by any means
Oh I like you better
You just make me better
And I need you in my life
I need you

the mash of our own heads disowned lighting fast by the crappiest mother a person could have... cynicism.. pessimism... atheism... beloved by know one

My World

O.C.

Live at Trammps New York, Vol. 1

1999

Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle
Ten years later you be bitin my single
Primo, take it Downtown, Swing it
Intervenin on the board, sensimil

told me too just...

I just want you to know 
I still think about us
This could get me in trouble 
But call me when you want 

Not gonna say i'm alright

Twin Desert Eagles
Black talons and a death wish
Blood by the gallons spillin' out
Now you a mess, bitch
Dirty play for money, extra Gucci
Snatch

could be
So I put my foot in the ass of all these emcees
Vintage, nonfiction, nemesis ass kicking
Looking like I flipped a brick and I made a subdivision

aye
(whew)
Nigga say he in the field but talkin' in the court
Nigga you ain't ballin like no Curry, pick another sport
He don't deserve a wood, put

always wanna show at the end
Got they hands out for a lend
They just wanna call me twin
They don't wanna see me win
Can't call you niggas my kin
Y'all

something there's an ocean floor
If I.. If I say what I want there's no story told

The narrator is talking zip it and open your ears
Hopefully you see

flame shit up, they let it go
You know how it go, hit the strip club, stripper bowl
Niggas be watchin' how much I throw, but the dancers ain't only ones

tell by the
Caps on my teeth sk boy love gallie on me you tell 
Cause the sugar cane long and sweet I could never
Run out a bars like de sky cant run out

you could die together live alone die alone
Look the old heads schooled me
Taught me how to spoon feed
The leeches when you speak
See this just

don't need a recession
All by myself i don't need a reflection
Keeping me solid I be feeling this friction
Me and my brothers gone die for this mission

sick with it
One of the wickedest
Individuals
I'm you
Without a pot
To piss in
I'm STILL a
CRIMINAL

Subliminal thoughts dark
Hangin' by a thread
From

as you could get
Now she’s drifting away, you came back too late, to say

Be kindly, be kindly, a gentle soul like yours needs time

Now the beeps stop,

don't need titles and no ones entitled as long as you know Im your man
We so spontaneous, love and twin flaming it, now that we both understand
And I got

she always knew how it could go

She made a way and had a purpose to give it up
Oh you changed ya lifestyle
Well I got homies, that ain't gettin up
Her

it, and kill my regrets
Not breaking a sweat, killing you artist, I'm wondering, looking around like "who next?"
I barely can sleep, sleep is related