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Anthony, take out the trash
Anthony, take the trash out
Spellz
A yo, my life's an unfinished book and these songs show what it captures 
You can't

Won't you take me by the hand And shine your grace down on me
Son of man,
Won't you help me to understand that there's salvation for my soul

Bound by

Take two, take one
Chillin' in the cut with my son and his baby mama
I was gonna hit the road but I'm staying longer
Doing whatever the fuck I wanna

Imma kill 'em 'fore they take my momma son
Know I'm thuggin', nigga fuck it
Bitch my grandma tote a gun
Get yo shake back, bitch you run
Brand new opp

Once I reverie
Once I was dazzled by you

Once I deny
Once I rely
Once I was faithful to you

Goodbye fair lady… you have betrayed me
Now is my turn, now

the links
Its the paradigm shift
Be aware my bros
What you expose to your soul
Not all is as it seems
Not all that shines is gold
Its the paradigm shift

cannot handle
Any second more

I yield my soul to die in blank…

[Contact]

Boy, awake, there´s still so much to do
Spark on the million souls to find

If It's Bumpin'

Bubba Sparxxx

Dark Days, Bright Nights

2001

See my knife'll tell the fakers, kept me spinnin' like breakers
And every day I play awake a nigga learnin' by haters
See I take a ho, and shake a ho,

awake
By myself
I realize there's no hope
In my fractured soul
Tearing apart the rotten flesh I breathe
I can feel
How the pain relieves slowly... but is

the black and you're the white, my soul and my light

Come on stand up i want to dance now 
This suede shoes goes by their own
I don't care if I will seem raw

by the gun 
The gun may put u to rest
I'm seeking money at the cost of sanity but not my family
Cuz part of me knowing about me is staring back at me

and a life within rhythm 
Rhythm is life and life is driven by rhythm 


My attention during moments of invention can be snared by the snare drum 
And a quick

What If?

L Fudge

Soundbombing

1997

than conspiracies wit change links
We're strangely spittin thoughts by my lonely
After all this close contact you still don't know me

What if? to me

store
Sold my soul, achieved all my goals 
And I'm surrounded by propofol 
Sycophants, security, my agent and rat hoes 
Telling me my shits lit when my

committed yeah yeah
Put it on my son I go through
The mission yeah yeah
I'm chasing after funds
I want digits yeah yeah 
I'm fucking up my lungs
I'm addicted

laces 
In my dreams I'm still awake why ya sleeping on my paper
I Just made a Mill so I'll always be a chaser 
Old friends like damn you still rapping dog

Rolling like Gatsby,
Chasing can't catch me,
Vibing my head too ahead, too inspiring,
Mind-state awake like a siren,
A dragon is flying in thoughts I

(I won)
Love spending one on one with my young son (I love ya)
Say ya want smoke (No ya don't)
Well What's Happening like I'm Rerun
But I ain't being

Pick Yourself Up

Barney Kessel

Blues for a Playboy

2007

you'll be a man, my son!

Will you remember the famous men,
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath,
Pick yourself up,
Dust yourself

been gone internally
Externally in my body I glow
Practice the faith of God
And our souls will float
Reaching alight
With our Angels we all bleeding gold

burden
But I know that cross weighed a ton
Lead by The Father, The Son
The Holy Spirit will guide
My soul ain’t never despised 
My God ain’t never

my soul gets crushed
I ain't made for praise, I'm crumbling
Lord show me something humbling
I pray you would keep me from fumbling by showing that my

that I make
From the corners of my soul, inspiration flows
I'm the maestro of the symphony, as everyone knows
I set the tempo, the beat in my heart
With

The darkness weighing on my heart
And He'd say, Son I love you
I'd set nothing above you
Through every situation I'll be right there beside you
Now the joy of my