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grew old
When I was younger 
The lake front was my home 
And in the summer 
I wrote her name with aerosol 
There was so much to learn to absorb

Now, everybody in the place today
sing along with the song and say
My name is Ry, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi, an Evans
Don't call me by any other name
Unless

(Progress)
I could even tell by the way shawty would dress (Would dress)
Now I'm done with all that shit back to the more checks
Shout out to my SA and Malawi

croaked
With watering eyes and a voice that choked
She said: "With such a voice and strings golden in the sun
She must be one foolish girl!"
But, "Don't

Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well

Home

and packed like silica
Run up a man in the cinema
Don't give a fuck if he's watching a movie
I'll drag him out by his shoe string
Pour out his juice drink
Used

acoustic
My advice to you is stay home, make some harder music
Self-quarantine cause your work is non-essential
Everything I drop is over the top

would do them all again
Everywhere I go with you feels like home
Feels like home

This hole in my chest
Is a puzzle I can't finish by myself
Could you be

Yo-Yo

The Kinks

Give the People What They Want

1981

watching channel 4,
With his brains not expected home for an hour or more.
He's still drifting to and fro, like a yo-yo.

His wife is in the kitchen, fixin'

Tragedy of War (In III Parts)

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

invention the king battle of epic proportions 
Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion 
Optimized computerization virus 
Paradoxical acoustic sound

Gordon gaped at my acoustic Fender
"There's nothing like it, not one contender
And I swear to G-d above," he said
"I crave a try with that guitar I love!"

I know a girl who lives down by the woods
A peaceful world where she tries to sell her goods
Good things should happen to good friends of mine
But

black, one chrome
Sounding out, outside your home
(Ah, right by you)

Two door coupe, let her drive (Skrr)
Heard that she curve all the guys (Curve)
All

your freewill, you'll pay
A puppet adorned by string
Subservient to every order
the Shú-nagua takes place.
It's leading you home to kill them
It's

The Violin

City Boy

Dinner at the Ritz

And he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin 
Tears arrived in Germaine's eyes as he caressed every string 
As the day appeared with

of acoustic sludge
Look at them go
Valleys alive with demons selling streaming links

I knew you were a fan of laughing but now I dunno
Harnessing the art

mind, body and the spirit
Wish I could put down the spirit
I'm fucking downing off my spirit and I sip it with no mixer
I'm underground and I'm on some

I'm with you now

You give something to write home about
A million colors filling up the sky
I hear your voice and it's my favorite sound
I'm counting

with no fight and no sight of home
 
I'll be there for you
To help you make it through
There's nothing we can't do
We are one
 
I'll be by your side

You stay, you stay on my
You stay, you stay

On my mind
On my mind
On my mind
You stay on my mind

Leaving home at 17
Following my dream
Arrived in

ready when I get home 
Getting you first like a Solo 
Strong vocals my apartments is acoustic 
High voice I bet the neighbors know the music
Both singers

more talented than you
And the rules are I must send you out with forgiveness
Fuck

You have to stop calling the Masonic home
You're so close to being

Prisoner 1 & 2

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

From the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a trick out
Preacher preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times call for

Coastal Kids

Bliss N Eso

Running on Air

2010

With the boom the bat the bam well damn I rip shit
Of the shoreline rappin the land
It's the radical man sailin on a catamaran (Yeah!)
By the seaside