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Nocturnal Rainbows

Hopsin

Raw

2012

safely put
I'm not a devil, not speakin' in tongues
I just wanna touch your heart, I try to reach it in songs
I'm from where a child's future's in

Up
Hold 'em Up
In the Eyes of my silly child
I'm staring down at holy ground
(Remember now)
Sacred is your heboglob
Breathe is holy, bless the child

I rhyme scheme
Your sleep don't Supply my dream I'm trying to get it though
Indigo child finesse finger roll Figaro
Chain remain lyrical

The black helicopters are coming for me
It's only a matter of time
I'm hunted and haunted by eyes that can see
The blood and the fire and the weight

Seattle

Floyd Cramer

Class of '69

1969

true love
You will know it
By her smile, by the look in her eye
Scent of pine trees in the air
Never knew a day so fair
It makes you feel so good

knock off big bro
I start talking knife
Hitler got goals
Blond hair blue eyes

All my moves recorded in technicolor video
Measure the goods in liters,

the guillotine, quatzlcoatl sent a breath of fire
Cause the air aint even fresh supply a charge to my adrenaline
It lightning bolt to chakra shock your wheel

the pussy as I'm flyin' through the air --
It's a one-time thing,
It's sex on wings -- 
Death, where's thy sting?
I'ma die but I don't care.

[Hila:]
Boy,

to a house with food in great supply
Invited in by the host to feed themselves not questioning why   

Captured when they entered the house, they were going

We need to rebuild the back bone of this nation

Two million woman not working cuz of child care 
Reduce pollution so we can breath clean air 
Don't

the kings lap.

Heard by her cruel words

Dhruva looked at his father with tearful eyes

But the king did not say a word for fear of earning displeasure

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

know everything you need
Child, don't you know I've loved you since before you were born
Love, don't you worry I've got my eyes on you
I will never let

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

you're frightened by the
Thought of what's inside
Hiding behind my lifeless eyes
Enjoy these five long nights
Kick back and grab a slice
If you get killed

Gracious jealousy
Living by proxy
Mindless devotee
Eyes that cannot see

Oh my god, a blink in the mirror delayed
A hand that can't be stayed
Leaning

child
But now I'm, now I'm grown up
Pockets never show much
Whiskey in my system got a buddy feeling so tough
I'm disgusted by my image
No amount

Ghetto Rebels

DJ Vadim

U.S.S.R.: The Art of Listening

2002

supply guns to Iraq
They're pimping the public like rent boys prostitutes and hookers
Bringing strain to the brain as you remain in this giant pressure

Seattle

Connie Smith

Connie's Country

1969

true love
You will know it
By her smile, by the look in her eye
Scent of pine trees in the air
Never knew a day so fair
It makes you feel so good

The Engineer's Child

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger: 1949-1953

1989

a mother with watchful eye
Saw a gleam of hope and a feeble smile as the train went rushing by
Just one short look was his only chance to see the light

Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not
Throw your set in the air even if you bang or not

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

much more positive things about it
And I don't feel at all crippled by it or um, or anything I just feel so happy
To know that I' m one of the few people

be alone under the trees
Away from everyone
Gazing in your eyes
There’s no trace of time
People passing by
They can tell, we’re really high
I seen