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what you do
Y'all busters trippin'

Like twenty four seven
Baby three six five
I see the reaper round the corner in a queens disguise
So alluring super

We can all make it go away
If you got the right last name.

I don't know if it will change
Still its a cold damn shame
Bureaucrats made it this way
Its

Making me give you my last name
Who thinks to stop me
Black Bing Crosby
Fuck their plot he
Write up another one
Ain't been this lit I's 21
21 days
21 plays

heart.. what im spitting on the mic.. when I'm saying whats right.. they all wana fight..

Looking for a sound byte.. yeah thats the program.. go write

colonialism in the name of civilization
They made us hate our ways and theirs to be the way of a nation
They enslaved our minds and claimed to give us freedom

there please join me
Join me write your name
Knock on my door
With both hands
If I'm not there please join me

Underbite

Protest the Hero

Volition

2013

in the stocks on the strap.
You're disgracing your effort by conforming to textbook
performance of music to fill in the gaps,
and it's bullshit.

fine and dandy
Sweet on the eyes
So they call me eye candy
Up in the clouds
And you know I aint landing
Give up the ovation
Cuz im still standing
Give it

these clubs
kissing women and their names I don't remember
hold up, I still gotta be there for you uh
hold up, please don't text me like we're cool look

Skulls & Saviors

The Redemption Song

Plays Dead in Stereo

face on the other side,
For we are brothers, a bond stronger than bloodlines,
And these roots run deep, this is not goodbye.
Write my name in your blood.

Easy as it is to listen
Tempted I may be
To reshape love's reality
By way of Gods and Goddesses
I've only come to know
Now that I've got up off

yay
Got the fiends nodding in thirty minutes
I love money, wouldn't let it pass me by
Movin' nuggets in Detroit like Allen I
Write this out, soldiers
I

of a chord like this
Do you still want to play along with me
Pats, there's not a moment I would wanna miss
In such chords escape the fathom of the bourgeoisie

Isolation atlas
An echo of your name
Still humming on my skin
It’s where you end and I begin

Beds of lava in the silent hillsides
Rolling through

fie s3 masa nti enwom wei Nyame ampata koraa won share
But I start the game no be now put my name in google and do your research
Mehy3 ase3 na woy3

To fill your soul

On that market day
When I was walking by
Her saddened smile
Caught my eye

So I felt bad
And I took one home
Under the ripened fig
Her

Ode

Amaran

A World Depraved

2002

this chaos in my life
Like washed away sand
Still they're turning to face me and dogfaced they rate me
They're charged with sin

Waiting, calling,

is full of radiant black
A blazing shadow, a burning twilight
You write your name in the frost covered window
Bright sunny glare covers pure white snow