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the way
You still wrap your arms around me
I'm amazed by the way
You still love the colour of my eyes
I'm amazed by the way 
You sneak into my memories
I'm

a fairy tale
The smoke's in my eyes, but just don't inhale
Just don't inhale
Just don't inhale
I can't even believe what perceives through your caveman eyes

Looking in my eyes
Tell me your desires
And I don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go

And we'll find out in time
That it was all a lie
And can you

If you could see through these eyes
Then maybe you could understand why
I'm not the same old guy with the passage of time you see
Wounds may heal but

lazy
I’m grateful to be alive; I count the blessings in my life
Always a reason to smile 
To see the world through different eyes  

Let’s celebrate

Plastic World

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

Mixtapes by wack DJs adds doo doo play 
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway 
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion 
On videos

There's a murmuration glinting in my eye
Dropping down to find the high
As the turning fires a stark of light from up on high
The rivers move on by, on by

round or flat
If Jesus was real his lips would be fat
Don't judge me by the colour of my skin I'm BLUE on the inside
This so called "African child" has

of the rainbow in the sky
The pot of gold in my mind's eye
The view is there to behold
As deep in thought my memory goes
Mixing colours white and blue, snowdrops

dimes
Benz turtle van
She just caught my eye
And walked by
Enter thru kitchens man
We gotta escape the long lines
I bought a zippy zip
We ordering drinks

the beats to these rappers like DJ Mustard
Bitch why you killing my vibe, a mansion ceiling my high
I want my ride the same colour as custard
Aiming for

you goin'? What you need? Where are you?)
Gates, he a lunatic, somethin' like an animal
He don't mind doin' this so watch how you handle them
My eyes

streets wet in the moonlight
Red lips the colour of your eyes
I’ve been waiting all my life
For a chance to waste my time
And I don’t want to be alone

see through my eyes isn't normal in my day-to-day
Isn't normal in my day-to-day
Seeking saviour saints when encountering major pains
What I see through

the mic. Cowboy controlled the crowd incredibly and mcing got redefined by my elder Bizzy B. The stories I tell are all very real. Cause my MC traditions

killed

My only aim is to take many lives
The more the better I feel
My only pleasure is to hear many cries
From those tortured by my steel
The colour

want it
Eyes and thighs
Your mind, I love it
Don't mind my smile
Like goddamn honey
Carry 45's
Got a diamond record on me
I'm the DJ for you free play
We

the tips of my toes and my eye-lids rise 
Sink with the sunlight, I saw the blood in the gun fight 
Head in the same waters that a mum cries 
And I feel

And there they lay, gazing their beloved
One that's washed by, the waves of her eyes
The morning tide that drowns the early diver
And revolves

older
Still haunted by what could've been
Knowing your eyes are drowning
In all of your pain
I made a wish on my last birthday
Blew out the candles

I didn't dance all summer
Couldn't even move
In a bed by the window
I let it all come through
And my eyes began to open
And the sky was every colour

fine on my own

I hate the permanence, but I'll guess I'll work with it
It's stuck inside my head
And what can I say, I'll take it day-by-day

In light

colour they are, all coloured eyes
Hazel like tigers eyes, dark brown like coffee, green like willow trees
In every colour he has them. These multicolour

Yo, this is Nas with my Man DJ Clue

The Professional part two

Puttin' it down for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that

Straight outta Q.B.