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---Dust---

above and below
from dust to dust

---The Beginning---

the great black oceans above just kissed
lo and behold, The emptiness exist

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

on the phone all night

Big bull stirring up the dust
Big bull says I'm not enough
But I'm a girl raised in the dust
And I'm knee-deep in love
My body falls home

nothing wrong
now get on up, take your shoes swing your body, get wild and loose
one, two, three, four, tippin' and tappin' slippin' and slappin', there's

a Glock on
My dick how I snap if he touch me
I'm really gon turn him to dust

Thirty-two hundred, I keep it a buck
Little kezzy, he worthless
I don't give

to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned  by 3

dead, so now you got ta deal wit' me
and ain't no need to make no part two, three or fo'
'cause i'm gon' kill 'em all in that first episode
slit 'em open

Play Wit Us

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Realer

2018

And send bullets through yo' neck
In the club screaming out, "who want it?" Fill my pocket with bodies
I got them pounds on the couch, the chopper right by

your eyes open
Infect every body mass destruction
Timeline of lies
Delivered prepped for your assumption
Forget the ghosts of times past twenty twenties

anticipating for your body a while
I know I'm tempted to touch ya
Cause I want ya
So bring your body over to me right now

And I can tell what you want
And by

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

White Lines

Duran Duran

Now Thirty-One

(Tellin' your body to come along, but white lines blow away)

Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends, that they can go my way
Pay your

backwood roll a three and I face it
They know the Martian all around the nation
dripping this fabric is very expensive
Channel Dior I might put on Givenchy

Memento Mori

Patti Smith

Peace and Noise

1997

The fans were whirling
Like the blades of a 'copter
Liftin' into the skies above some foreign land
Soaked with the bodies of so many friends

affi dead a mi nuh give a hoot 
Bury Dem and plant a tree Pon top 
Tun Dem Ina root 

Drum a carry 100
So mi page Dem bout 2:50
By 3 o clock mi shell di

arrived
And this is the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life
Shit don't always turn out the way they should
Sometimes shit is better if you don't

3x



Levitate 

Getting

Cake




Money on my mind

Got No 

Time to

Waste






Loud Smoking

Body Wet

Soaking


Mind 

ILL


Shout


Get Out

What have you done to me?
You washed all dirt off me
Cleaned the dust of me
to keep it clean! ...for my dreamworld. 

But magic's still inside the body

Before the autumn 
We do the post mortem 
Turns out her body wasn't ever spring-ready

May to June, the flowers fail to bloom 

Dust covers

We're Not Gonna Fall

Daughtry

Break the Spell

2011

gonna bleed out
Never gonna break down
No, whoa

Even if they come for us
Everything can turn to dust
You and I are never going down
The bullets

turn on
3am, this beat 3:50
Make a big spin, do a 360
Shoot my shot, aiming up for a 3pc
I be big body skating, do treflips
On the hunt, brought my arrow

Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up
Fucking turn it up
Fucking turn it up
Fucking turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up

Turn it up I know you never get

rust 
Pac of 5 woods gone turn em into dust 
My ol girl left I’ll dont want her bac 
got my mind made up n it’s all on rap

Verse 1

Magiq on the beat

Granny Crib

Lil Durk

Just Cause Y'all Waited

2018

be Fed, probably
That's on my dead body, uh

I'm attached to my babies, they be drivin' me crazy
My three sons crazy, make my daughters ladies