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the scars, this deathly pace, these deadly hours?
By your hand, oh magnitude, by your hand,
for what is youth but age before its time
that innocence be in

You to Thank

Ben Folds

Songs for Silverman [Vinyl]

2005

By the time the buzz was wearing off
We were standing out on the sidewalk
With our tattoos that looked like rings
In the hot Nevada sun

Kids

It's All We Have
Poem by Stavros (aka: Poet 168)

Reading T.S. Elliot
After two books of 
Bukowski is like getting hit
In the dick by a midget

Firewater Slo-Mo

311

Archive

2015

Talkin shit like shut up and listen to me
Because cutting through the crap is my speciality
Like a bomb I'm dropping yes a ton of lead
You're

reserves urge me to switch to them burgers
I'm wishing for my sake you'll be
Beneficent enough to be tipping your servers
Will you be sticking by me with

hands 
Can't remember the plan to drive to the end 
Hit the gas cut the breaks and wait just to land 
This was my dream every time the pen was in my hand

It's been a rough few days
Might chill out anyway
Feel like doing crochet
Don't know what else to say
I feel pretty crap for most of the time but

the odds
Hope my palms don't get tired up the air just to be seen by god
Feels like blessings reach me, It be paranormal vibes
And the one above feels like

crap Than cries
She want a nightcap
What a nice catch I imbibe
Then she right back to the nice Cat with the he rhymes
She gone site that
Cus she like

to feed my team and an a elephant 

(Beat plays)

You see the hand that feed me 
I could never bite that GG 

Me rub a lamp for a genie 
And say from

dry paraffin
Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison
A bad samaritan averaging above average men
Rancid rants having rambling
Savages scavenging
For

your patiences
I'll show you that I'm grateful 

You feel it
Seal the deal like we're all done
Drop the craps and stack the funds
Focus on the next move

I ain't talking bout that car
I don't cuff I'm a Crip
We leave that for the narcs
I can hustle this whip and get back wit a fork
Crap and out come

to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do

very special
Out of hand and we just bought another setup
Hundred grand ain’t much as I thought it was
Bought that crap as soon as saw it
threw my budget

Long Way Home [Live]

The Offspring

Hit Hard

2003

mind
(Hey) I splinter by my own design
(Hey) The search is not a waste of time
On and on this road keeps burning
(Break away) My hands are glued upon

those women out of those cages
Before you choose complacency
You ask yourself and I'll ask me
Wwprd, wwprd?

Minds can open in a flash when hit
By art

and spewing this revolution
For popular TV
All your opinions are carefully chosen
By what we'll let you see
Televised crap dressed up as fact
Your soap reality

like an NBA rookie
A gladiator steps with bust and if he must
More force in his hand, turnin' stone to dust
Pullin' hook line and sinker like a fish

this crap
I'm rasing the bar with raps
All the real gon give me dap
You don't even know the half
Salvation is in my grasp
Always living and living fast

rises like sand
In unholy hands we witness last stands
A trinity showing thee final commands

Like sixty-six spectacle, our hurt evangelical
A messengers

told me no one would care couldn't understand what that meant
I dare you to have a problem see how man craps these chaps give
I dare you to have some

every song is a different style
I love a musical challenge so I'm trying my hand at rap
But the only thing people care about is pop's overproduced crap

It's been evident, I have been
So hard on myself
I'm fighting with these demons
By myself, myself
It's been evident, I have been
So hard on myself