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of snoozing
If you want it go and get it aint no other way to live it
Mediocrity is not for me, say it with your spirit 
Own lane and I’m chilling red dotting

play some Jackson 5
Rum inside the eggnog
On my wishlist
I want a banana porche
3 hoes like I’m Santa Claus
Kiss under the missletoe
Merry Christmas

and)
Everything's not alright
(I'll fake it 'til I make it 'cause I guess that that could work for me, yea)
2
3
4
I'm not fine
But I can pretend to be

that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up

Karma

Dave Hollister

Real Talk

2003

Ray Jones body blow

She'd laid it on me vicious no what I mean
Then granted me three wishes, now see
I don't want my girl to know where we be and
I

My life this failure I have made
My best curse unlike any other
My face grows paler by the shade
I give my soul to enrich the colour

See my gallery

ever gonna stop me
No red lights
I'ma keep going and going
I'ma keep going and going
Yeah
'Cause everything ain't what it seems
I'ma get there by any

Flowers of past, withered and trampled upon; 
My eyes comforted by something new, 
A rose, the deepest red you could see or feel 
I wonder how to approach.

strange and funny how the world turns
everything right i w anna do wrong
the colours of days gone by blend into one
red for the night on the run
red for

The beaches' tan just surpassed by ours
The sea more idea than true
Skates flying overhead in colours unseen
Like soothing dirigibles parting the sky

We all

on the couch
by the TV. 3D visions of a soapflake, trumpets
blared, a voice declared: "Are you feeling dirty?"
Yes but also very pleased. Heard applause, felt

yellow rocks in my necklace
Real gangstas drink 40 ounces for breakfast
I eat Fatburgers three times a day
So fuck you if don't like the
Red paint on my

Peace Peace with your lungs say peace peace
Peace
Peace
Uh
Peace Peace with your lungs say peace peace
Looking good on paper and in 3D
I had thoughts

Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop

Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for

an Indian sky
Red as the crimson tide
Together we watch the clouds roll by

I keep hearing myself saying
We'll be alright
As the ever changing colours
Meet

to cut the arm off
Is this true
Dated for three years all then we were cool
Then I propose they act like they never knew
When men date black nobody bats

And you're hit by the full force of something pushed back and hidden

That's found a crack somewhere and rapidly risen

From some river or lake buried way down

Kaapstad
I’m from the city that government divide
Where you from
Kaapstad
I’m from the city where all colours collide
Where you from
Kaapstad
To live and die

The Light in My Little Girl's Eyes

The Legendary Pink Dots

Any Day Now

1987

on the couch by the TV. 3D visions of a
Soapflake, trumpets blared, a voice declared: "Are you feeling dirty?"
Yes but also very pleased. Heard applause, felt

Echo Side

Insane Clown Posse

The Amazing Jeckel Brothers

1999

he lay}
Tortured by everything he saw, yet wishing along the way
[His arms decayed and fell off his body as he rolled along the floor]
{Still trying

There’s no language barrier
No caste or creed
There’s no question of colour
Neither your belief
We are speechless… Yes we are
And spellbound by this

some jive
There was pills of every colour on the shelf
Like skittles from hell

She rang the bell and a guy walked in
With a splintered peg leg

know how death go
Some be switching colours
When truth come to light
They get slimy like a gecko
And they Smily as hello
Hit you from afar three points