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blow up
Keep that petty B S and that whoa is me
I can do bad all by myself
Aye, I've almost thrown it away a bunch a times
From my actions

of pretend
I destruct till the rubble treads lovers
In bubbles to mend their struggles
Hypothetically speaking
My hype will be dead by the evening
Creeping

of the past
Really blow your mind
In black-and-white

Seeing things you wouldn't believe
Stone lions in a drowsy pose
Sunflowers to cover their nose
Encounter

they walk the beat, don't contribute to peace
My day started out the same as the last couple weeks
Been sleeping by the train with my back to the East

Work Out
Lyrics by Charles E. Giddins Jr., III Music by AccentBeats

Christ Love and Family 
that's all I really need for me
I'm breaking everything

A departure from my ego
High above earth I'm gazing 
Down
Intent on Id's extinction

I felt buried 
By my conscious end 
I've got 
Nothing left

has happened to your son
Hyacinthus is lying dead!
OEBALUS:
Woe is me! O too sad news!
How did he die?
ZEPHYRUS:
He was struck by a discus, and fell

Cherish

Roy Davis, Jr.

Water for Thirsty Children

2004

my destiny, I can't let go baby can't you see
Cupid please take your aim at me

Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side (Oh baby

shoulda never hit the corner.

Keep straight like a hot comb.

Keep the burner.

Real nigga by default.

As solid as they come ain’t no leaks in

doctored by 
The close encounters of the third and the very fourth kind

A black hole of singular worth
A species overruled by a geometric birth
Laser-rays

high will fade off in a while
And I will go on with my life
All you are is a passerby
An erstwhile crush from the days gone by
I know better now
What I

of the past
Really blow your mind
In black-and-white

Seeing things you wouldn't believe
Stone lions in a drowsy pose
Sunflowers to cover their nose
Encounter

Now I have some personal experience of this
Not been addicted to heroine or cocaine
But I had a 24-year non-stop cannabis habit
This started off by

you put your whole team on your back

Mortal fates sealed
By my fine blade of steel
To the beast I encounter
This silver won't yield

These nightmares

prayers
My penmenship is like a AK with extended clips
Production is like explosives that’s constructed by The Premonist
I see the vultures that would hover

inevitable encounter with terrible father, prodigal son

By the eyes of the guardian

don't Even have a care
Too much life in me
With no kind high
They told me live by example, but I live by this music
So I live by the sample, know my

gone hit the four corners by the end of the night
Cause we gone never stop dating
No end to the conversation
In Paris just sky scraping
In carriages,

them
You see to me social justice just looks like abiding by what
CHRIST
Instructed HIS people to do through the Prophet Isaiah
Do good
Seek Justice

Yeah
For sure
Nah mean and all that
Look

This beat was produced by Elijah from NYC Sound like BK to me
Just like this roll I pre
These eyes done

day, he came by the shack boozed up as hell and grabbed my Sis by head, and pulled her down like she ain't nothing and I lost control

Ooh eey
Oh my

This is the last transmission I will be able to send.
I have crash-landed on a strange planet
And have been captured by its inhabitants.
They call

Imagine walking through the woods
Slowly consumed by emotions crippled by anxieties
However driven by a vision to see the end
Decide the walkthrough

and run, needing love, she went and
Called her dealer up, putting lemon and cheese on the
Bun, they made love
After their encounter, shit just went and got