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filled with gold
Then stop by old Stanton's grave, see for yourself
There ain't nothing there

For those left in the cities slow pain will act as poetry

Day by day against the merciless time:
Silver threads in your hair 'll grow unexpectedly.
In the sky. Those stars are tears of space.
Breath of wind

up the place
The bodies fall down
You took us all by surprise
How could we have known
With those puppy-dog eyes

Come and look me in the eye when you

that fee
One can dream right?
One day I just might
Light up the night sky
Like Bruce Wayne
With silk ties my tailor made
Signed by Taylor Gang
That's Wiz

out all the sun glow
And the dopamine loads start to run low
And you're pulled out to sea by the undertow
Ain't love wonderful
Bye bye, little

could go for a danimal
Walk around with the antidote
Still address me as the fucking pope
Go to bed with a lycanthrope
Wake up in a silk robe
I'm wickedly

can be your mistake
You can be the rule I live by
And I can be the one you break
So say it to me you're leaving
And I'll say to you I'm not scared

There are no butterflies, here in the ghetto.
 
Pavel Friedmann (1921-1944), translated by Dennis Silk

right next to the gold
Rope chain soaked in champagne
Silk ropes looking like Pope aye
Still on that drill like Smoke
See how this game unfolds
Odds are

I walked right into your trap today you caught me by surprise
Flying silk beneath the sunlight to cradle me below
If only I had seen the sign

never-ending circle reminds me
That you will never be again by my side

Rummaging through the remains of my consciousness
I forced myself to find my way and not

Anywhere's my seat, life is neat
Sheer a sheep so it can steer clear of cliffs
Don't leap

I'm super sonic silk saucy, I slip and slide through tsunamis
While

across your once beautiful city
To provide accommodation for people who never even go there
Actors with Hollywood salaries, succulent voices and silk

Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta 
by sundown Rollin' out of Georgia state

We had motor

Nowadays I'm smoking Cereal Milk
Instead of drinking it
My armor all imperial silk
Ain't got a chink in it
I know that pussy wet like some dishes
I'm

caught in a trance
Stop it
No social medias but she became a trending topic
She comin through, I'll leave the door open, silk sonic
Acting like everything

search
No freedom at all

Over Death Valley, sweeping
Stolen blessings, lent honor
Life-approved foods
Trans-national crime
Shoot hoops spun by silk

by my peers (hahahaha)
Y'all in the nbl I'm in the nba I'm just leagues ahead of you niggas
And no more calling me underground or this tnt'll get

know the horrors of the ones who dwell
Crushed by Babylon
 
Who are your gods?
Who are your gods?
Are they up there on their plastic thrones?
Who are

By a thread
I wish I was dead
A spider spun
Come someone
I am a spider
An outsider
Get the broom
There is no room
For me here
In the clear

It's here

as they grows

It's pouring rain, she's dressed in silk
Her beauty, this spell can not be broken
Far away, over hundred seas
She's traveled and sired

your eyes now
Easier to drown
I've never been so alone
Soothed by the glow of my phone
Fuck Benadryl and sleepytime tea
Anesthesia is what I need
When my

like
a heart beat on a moon lit night 
it’s so quiet yet you hear my vibe
feel so electrified like the last one was told
I was consumed by the code
I

I am the dreamchild lilith, 
cloaked in haloed hungers.
The wind sings with her fingers
across my silk-fire heavens. / 

I am the blasphemy