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found its epilogue, 
What eats away at his heart will turn to look him in the eye, 

Call it fate or call it fiction, surely someone out there somewhere

Soul struggles and I feel that desire push me off
It's uncontrolled above as an injustice
I'm torn by pain while I feel I should do it
Clay now no

Dear diary
I've been so weary
So now I write my life's epilogue
'Cause once I am done writing
That tall hill I'll be climbing
I'll take a leap

deny

Long live your legacy of glory, king of disdain
cs empires crumble I stand unfaltering

This temple, bound by silence
Historian of failure

I'm a choose your own adventure being read in sequence
An epilogue of pretense that no longer needs sense
I'm a rabbit arriving to a party on time

Pick It Up

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

pick it up

While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
The double-S vest nigga wreck the discotheque
Sit back relax and while my Squad

Pick It Up

Redman

Survival of the Illest: Live from 125 NYC

1998

pick it up

While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
The double-S vest nigga wreck the discotheque
Sit back relax and while my Squad

back and watch

Be by your side at your beck and call

All I wanted was to be seen

It’s A to Z
So I’ll build my walls

All you did was make me feel

back and watch

Be by your side at your beck and call

All I wanted was to be seen

It’s A to Z
So I’ll build my walls

All you did was make me feel

back and watch

Be by your side at your beck and call

All I wanted was to be seen

It’s A to Z
So I’ll build my walls

All you did was make me feel

heretofore I have promised
Ink my truth with my blood
I, I will lay down my burden
Concealed by scoria and tar

Hear the awakening of the Gods
Aether devoured

compartment
Was bombarded by Irish car bombings
The fourth prophet, it's off topic
More 'botics
I sport object that shot out more objects
Rules of conscious

Where Are You?

Dean Martin

The Legendary Dean Martin

1999

be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess it took too much for granted
I never thought I'd lie awake

Where Are You?

Dean Martin

Some Enchanted Evening [Hallmark]

2000

be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess it took too much for granted
I never thought I'd lie awake

clouded by reflective fog
Scenarios only discerned from the epilogue
A puzzle of time
Distorted by perceptive eyes

Analyze the past
All the signs

Criminal Minded

Boogie Down Productions

Man & His Music

1991

of a record
Just respected by others as the man with the solution
An artist of the 80's came and left his contribution
On wax, relax, there's 24 tracks

of a record
Just respected by others as the man with the solution
An artist of the 80's came and left his contribution
On wax, relax, there's 24 tracks

Cursed by this apparition
Destined to take its place
A ceaseless existence born of my dream state
Manifested and pressed into sand
You've long

Now That I Need You

Count Basie

1930-1932, Vol. 2

1995

you (Where are you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by

I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too

is a racist, Glenn Beck is a racist
Gaza strip was getting bombed
Obama didn’t say shit

Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly
I wanna meet

I drink Moet not Beck's beer
I stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean
I see you when I get there
And it's a fact I keep

real

Expecting no reward - onward
A move devoid of course - I am
Disrupted by the ecstasy of war
I take the risk to find some hope

In nightmares made

of soul?

Or only the void characterized by the epilogue of existence?


I continue in reflection, even though it is a meaningless action

Perhaps it is

A two dollar bill that you've had for twenty some years in a drawer
Covered by the old familiar melody of home
Tattered like the edges