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The willows turn to blood might of worked
Sip a little, litter it, love it
Without big beetles trying to sell him
Sunflower seeds by the bucket might of
Tugboat

You want smoke? I’m a factory
Im tired of people scoffing and turning they back to me
Imma win, by any means, even if I gotta slaughter, go even ever

mercilessly
Oh, you think it's all supply and demand
Well here comes the invisible hand

All that is solid melts into air
Hypernormalized, but I don't care
If

food is consumed by everyone but only some of us appreciate where it comes from water and it shortened supply the reason why many people die
wildlife

talking air supply
Call me air male cuz im always super fly

Colleagues  be like wait hold up pause
Catch on the first time woulda solved a whole
Boatload

watching, Time to say goodbye to all that leaves and say hello
(A sinister mister)
to barren branches pits of fire love the laughter frozen air and Jack

the nights are better with an air supply
I been rollin' 'round the bend since I don't know when
I think I'm finally 'bout to start seein' dividends
I got some

can, if you tune in, you just might hear
I'm jus a kid, living carefree
Sitting barely hyperactive, never been in chairs, we
Flying by like Jordan in

Food is consumed by everyone but only some of us appreciate where it comes from
Water and it shortened supply the reason why many people die
Wildlife

an angel in the snow
'Cause I don't play with my own supply
Not the holiest of guys 'cause when they need me most, man, I fucking decline
Self-sabotaging

with his dried out art supplies
What they taught was lies, cause I just stay lost and cry
Inside day and night, watch time pass me by
Freedom became

shotgun flow
A lifetime supply of ammunition
You already know

My mic whistles like
Samurai slashes
That leaves the bullshit exposed
More lethal than that

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

slackness (Uh)
Pete Rock's sounds of blackness (yeah)
The dark gauges the flavor I supply
Now it's do or die
(Woo) , others are rolling the chocolate thai
I

Mozart in the fucking cut

Spend my money way too fast
I drop an album when I need a point
We've never cared about the feds
I was paying my records

Live at the Tunnel

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

but I just supply it now 

y'all used to talk, but you're all quiet now 

You know what it is that really makes it scrape it 

Have a lot of cars,

Soul Survivor

Pete Rock

Soul Survivor, Vol. 1

1998

falling victim to the lie
Keep a sharp eye there's a steady supply of hate in the air
To them cats who stare the ice grill with the glare
But everything is

I'd read every hobo book collected on my shelf
I fancied that I'd like to try the hobo life myself
I'd live on beans and move about exclusively by

A nuclear power plant exploded this morning

It’s certainly a virus

Conflicts over drinking water supplies are raging all across the continent

we’re left to bare
All the damages caused by this love in the air
Did I say love? I meant to say hate
There’s a fine line between but it's an endless

the time they wanna fight its a minor things
I could never be defined by designer things
Dont mean i aint working to supply em things
On me beef and drama

Blood of the Grape
written by Nathan Conrad and Nick Mitchell

It was cotton candy the first time I tried a bite 
Forbidden fruit on the track

the time is nigh
Songs, like trees, your air supply

You gotta pay it forward
You gotta give it back
We're seeding as you're reading
The lyrics to this track

day air nigga you can get it in the mail
I was saved by the bail
I was saved by a mother fucking scale
I'm'a count fast till my skin turning pale
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