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excitingly
Pressure to be heard voice my word 
Straight mafia feeding the herd didn't know how to work 
Dreamed about marijuana crops 
Retiring early by making

far and you might drop
Cream of the crop
That's fertile land so I finna grow lots
Weeds tangling roots so they finna get chopped
On my own pedestal it's

to the eye
I can't remember or was it all a lie
A time when things were better
When it all made sense
We live a guided life
A certain dying breath
Fill

fuck it if the rent double
Live out my truck, drifting in a bubble
This a different world, fuck Dr. Huxtable
Black intellectuals a product of the beast

come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything

to be a winner Rich Froning
Blue line getting thinner by the moment
I thank God for every morning
Knowing there's always families in mourning
Lives cut

toes  The industry is bullshit lips are full of lie  That's why i keep it quite so i catch them by surprise  Bless with the eyes and the thoughts

fast it’s like a missile and it’s guided 
Words to live by, shit get low then get high
What you scared for, tell me what you’re here for 
See my ends

Goin' zero to one and then I’ll quit
Driven by my limits like the infinite a gift 
I might have a dip but drift give a lift
Like words to a voice

have to have hands free
To get up after been failed
This is the only way to
Be yourself not a human doll
Guided by you
Behind  your blindmindwall

Human

Elevated

Earth, Wind & Fire

Illumination

2005

boy

On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but

somethin' new how I find out what I have
One of those is another reason to laugh

Like it’s worth it to be a part of life
To be guided by the farthest light

Mephisto and Kevin

Primus

Chef Aid: The South Park Album

1998

was a beautiful child,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin sought to it that Kevin was trained by the best in all
Aspects of performing, his voice was golden 
And had

made it here
So thank God for perfect timing
Divided by the culture that made me
I’m guided by the hand that gave me the voice that I got
Imagine Zino

to do, guided by my FOMO
Take it all in when everything spinning
Nothing wrong If you don't know
Finally figured out, I'm okay with sticking out
Like

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

the way they crop it
Zoom out and there's a bigger picture
We all got struggles ain't nothing wrong witchya
Yeah
Zoom out and there's a bigger picture
Love

the name of Bayonne
But I heard from Trenchtown 
The voice of a lion roar

Yes on Hope Road I live
I found a way to reach the sun
Yes on Hope Road I live
I'm

of Bayonne
But I heard from Trenchtown
The voice of a lion roar

Yes on Hope Road I live
I found a way to reach the sun
Yes on Hope Road I live
I'm moving

in
To a cycle reminiscent of a sickle swing
Betrothed by the aria the city sings for us
Ignorant,
Voices in my head just a chorus, ignore it
Living in

All alone and lost in the cold, in the darkness
Hidden by the curse, the secrets not confessed

Luminescent hope in my soul reawakened
Guided by

the end, just guided by your scent
Till it led to the edge of the shore
There's no remnants of a path to ascend
I wanna fly up to your calls
For one night

of national security, making anti-muck 
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction   
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by  
you and me

of mind

So let yourself be guided 
By the voice inside your heart.
And you'll never feel alone again
If you listen to the voice inside your heart 
Cause.