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of change it
Instead of casting out
Can we embrace it
Your not defined
By your placement
Cause I made a classic album up in my basement
I gotta go
I need

(Nigga I play this shit everyday)
(Everyday a nigga get out of bed
And I pour me another one nigga)
(I get home from work)
(And I pour me another one

clkaline purest form of water

That's what I be spitting while y'all drinking from the faucet 

When the album drop all those fans y'all coming off em 

We

brother
Every day it hurt my soul
I know I'm not perfect, I'm not
Why my brother had to leave, I ain't tell him bye-bye
When I'm ridin' by myself, sometimes

or jail so I got it out of state, 
Came back home rental for the day, 
Bat phone the gang, it's a major play awwww. 

Daddy hit a lick, too legit to quit,

rappers!
When they see that cold-guy
Roll by, they like, "Oh my!"
"Prof, when the album drop? "
Tell 'em to hold tight
Eh, don't you know I got the studio

Yeah
Feels good to be home baby
Album of the motherfucking year you hear me
Yeah
Welcome to the sorrow
I can feel the changes
Walking down

click, clicking ya heels
Won't get ya back home, when I come on
so bring it on you rap divas
Tell ya loved ones bye like Felicia
I was spittin' Ether

Black Tornado

Dan Bern

New American Language

2001

Black Tornado - Dan Bern from his album New American Language

I been speaking-
Later and later in the day-
Most days I don't talk
'til maybe 8

Had a session with Stogie knew I made it
I went home started celebrating
I was working I had hella patience
And I ain't start yet
I ain't even pacing

I’m poppin bitch, I’m really dunkin
Heads bobbin and the bass is thumpin
Mamba’n, I’m moccasin, in water when, I sense you coming
I’m venomous with

don't even know what I go threw
I don't even have a home I can go to
Imagine your parents telling you they don't know you
You couldn't prolly imagine what

brother's dome
I rather lift them up
But if I'm on the wall
I sting with the 2 hand smack
Home alone
Go on get your chrome
I see it makes a feeble-minded

So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin, you get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it

on him
Mum comes home to a house
Surrounded by blue tape
And a bag of police try to stop her coming in
Confusion, pain, anger, suffering
I understand why

nations battle Gods
Where devils kneel
Rebels sprayed by assassins with shells
Crazy adolescents that kill
MAC-11's and pills
Everything William Cooper was