Lyrics:
had a chance to choose the limits for our ways in the future!
A lot of stuff is destroyed by the hands of time!
Sculptures will become mountains,
crashing down
Now everything is burning, yes
And everyone is yearning now
To see your form distorted
And your innocence destroyed
Standing in the wake
written
In a book of God's memories
That
Nothing is wasted
Nothing is wasted
I been from pillar to post & dead ends lead me to this point too
It's Points 2
Santa Clause aint real
Tooth fairy what's the deal
Im loosing sight on what's really important
My mind is so distorted
Traveling through space
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
it's all in his plans
As they say the stronger the test the greater the man
And we will survive because it's in God's hands
Let's GO
We will rise in
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
live
The less concern we have for our fellow man
The Man with thе Hoe by Edwin Markham
Bowed by the wеight of centuries he leans
Upon his hoe as he
just talk the talk, I walk it
That's why my mouth's always comin' out with raw shit
My rap style's distorted like lil' mo getting rapped
And keepin'
lives
Tomorrow's dreams are memories from the past
The cosmic principles will everlast
But mystified fragments won't turn the page
Distorted echoes
here waiting...
Now - bitter and alone
For determination that this transformation
Has given me something of my own
Forced and distorted my imagination
will carry you by your hand
By your broken wing
White feathers I give to you from my new wings
White feathers I leave for you in memory of me
When
would probably be hysterical
For 25 years she seen me be a miracle
Seen me come a long way just by being lyrical
Naw I ain't act religious but God know me
tried to reach God's level
Tried to free itself from a static gaze
Tried to move out of the beholder
Dismantle us
A stranded memory in the present
Down by the river if you get the shivers, Ill put it around you
Were makin them memories in the moonlight and red wine, vinyl static
Three words, two
slowly during his enduring years
By scuffling forward on his hands and stumps
Canada's first melancholic welfare recipient
Died on April 12th 1912
the bottle down and then turned to search for the doorway that would
By memory, lead her toward the phone next to her chair in the living room
A straight
hand it to me
If shit hit the fan, you already ran into me
Headshot to the brain, wipe your memory clean
So you're gonna have a problem rememberin' me
after you died that I first saw mom cry
Can only imagine how she's feeling, thinking of days gone by
And as time passes, we're left with memory flashes
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
cry (cry)
To know that you're gone
Hold on to the memories
Not a day goes by I
Hear a voice saying dry those eyes
'Cause real niggas never die
exam
You won't cheat death that's just God's plans
Drinks in hand and feet on sands
Living the moment like summer won't end
Clothes don't make the man
thought of me)
No thought of me
I walk the city lonely
Memories that haunt are passing by
A murderer walks your street tonight
Forgive me for my
coffins
Been disgusted with coons
Melanating my causes
Only to be retorted
By people who have distorted sense of realities
Of what it's like to be
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