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The mind open
The air broken
Nappy hair conditioned
Left the suntan in the car
But brought Lotion
The brown token
The Black Boy joy
Meets the Permit

and get some white out
I'm so blunt, i could get a record deal from White Owl
'Cause right now, these faggots rap and lack the right style
It's awkward,

Communism and capitalism hold each other by the throat
The tug-of-war between these two ideologies result in a
Historic turning point in our world
The First

the map like alchemists 
clways stay lit we can't resist 

Tombstones of white down brick by brick
Can't feel my legs my girls to thick

No loans take what

can't come for me
Cause I ain't no crook
For the record
I do things by the book
Wink wink
Now I got their demons shook
Rebuke black magic
And send it back

covered up their wounded knee
To put the record on repeat
It's scaring me
Atrocities will follow me across the beat with no relief
Try to fall asleep by

Guitar run and try and make a break for it
I've been wandering about
Ghostly haunting nowhere plains
But Jekyll takes a hold of me
When embraced by eyes

Song For Zula

Ronnie Fauss

Built to Break

2014

see the shadows that we cast in the cold, clean light
My feet are gold, my heart is white
And we race out on the desert plains all night
See, honey,

between the endless nights.

And by the way here's my theory if punctuation. Instead if a period at the end of each
sentence there should be a tiny clock

Language Arts

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

Defeat is a Buddah opportunity 'cause that's a fat chance
You write the white belt and flow slow like Tai Chi
I'm like Freddie Fox(xx) possessed by

Jones, he passed away, of a broken heart
And just plain unhappiness.

CHORUS

(It's too late, he's goin' home)
Come and get me Mr. jones
(It's too late,

werk is van Danville tot Waterkloof
Tot Arkadia en almal wat goed weet van gewapende roof

Ek skryf vir die mense wat piekniek hou by die

In the center of the darkness 
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By

players
We going to have broken records
That's a lot to say about a team that doesn't have records
Bitch I know
And we gonna be the best in the world

Could never save us from the plague of the locust
So I keep a holy focus
Even though we're broken
Addicted to our pride and near overdosin
Take heed

a broken record"
You want for us to accept a system
Rejecting us for centuries
Man, it seems that even epistemologically
You want us all on our knees
Don't

relate
I wanna
Keep the record straight
Tryna stack cakes
Without feeling out of place
I'm hated by my own race
We All fam
The minds
A terrible thing

man killed men
White men freed him
America's broken
And you need to see it
I can't take no more of this shit
Cops shooting little girls in their own

Black on black on black on
Oooooh!
Back on the bat, wit the gvng on the gas
White man jumps on the game, my camp my fam, I fight my clan
Golden, Ro

here gon' make white folks millionaires in like 50 years. Invented rock n roll to cope with injustice, from here to London not surprising how they're

the end a real tear jerker
Life insurance pays out triple if while on the job they murk ya
What good's a broken system that's designed to steal your hope?

religion which insisted that people 
are beautiful golden birds and must be preserved
for your persistent nerve
and plain white talk
the common woman is

left me broken down
But it's just another day to you

I have nothing left to give you
And I'm too tired
To even talk about it
While watching the fire

Eater of Gods

At the Gates

At War with Reality

2014

the impenetrable haze
Through shapeless fog
Scattered through these desolate plains
White shine the bones, Eater of gods

As if mercy were a skin of water
We