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as a mother I'm not fit
Well, this is just a little Peyton Place
And you're all Harper Valley hypocrites"
No, I wouldn't put you on because it really did
It

Fur on my coat, it's Coyote
I don't know them boy but they know me
I got a brand new skeng for my old beef
Put a sock in it, Mick Foley
We don't tick,

Little boy, down by the way station Dreamin' about the sunshine
The muck and grime, the smell of lye Dreamin' about the sun
I've been dreamin' about

a fire, a cold desire smoke screen
Maybe I put you on something that's too high
But don't want to pull you down, to push me around, and back inside
Slip

you least expect it
Through the chimney he’ll come down
The slays don’t make no sound and the
reindeer taking Santa around

The elf’s are making toys

Brockagh Braes

Cara Dillon

After the Morning

2006

to comfort me when you are on the sea"

Well I took her by the lily white hand and I held her hard and fast
Saying "adieu to you my darling for my ship it

belter
And I fucking love the acoustic
So fuck off with the drilly shite
And put that blade down kid, if you're not gonna use it

Top tier shit,

Alone

Floater

Alter

my ear.
To put the blade to those you love
This is a strange vocation

I might be to close
I might be to close

I can feel you Mother
Oh I'm so

on that incense 
While I'm draining my conscience put your body on the
Street this whole story got more intense 
Kicking down a victims door empty my guns

find you bet on blind
You told me once in our love spot
Well Suck your cigarette my honey
I'm Gonna break all your blocks
He's seen the sunset, felt

This wasn't part of my calculations
So what the hell are we gonna do now
These percents are hard to stomach, I'm bleeding out
This pain spreads

I got a '56 Chevy, with a small-block 355
I got my foot on the pedal
Yeah, you know I'm gonna be on time

As I drive up in to the parking lot

Got a lot of people hitting me up on my line
asking me how I'm doing I'm just passing the time
What ya mean by that?
I don't mean shit sir I got

shit down
Selling my mind by the pound
I just had started the script
Scribble it down all in stone
We might be bound to get rich
I was just trying

I'm so far out of your reach, now am I?
(graveem1nd) phew-phew, phew-phew
Am I so far out of your reach that
You can't even talk to me?
You can't

homie trynna make his peace
Writing down his wrongs praying god gon see (uh huh)
I pray you double down on me, first time in a lambo AP with me (Lets go)

Off the TV

Geoff Tate

Geoff Tate

2002

an office
Who decides what we see
All things considered
By the time that you could read about it
Yeah, someone's put a spin around it

Though you try

the same stacks...
Moving weight by the squat rack... 
Shackled up with them big chains
I put in work like a black slave
My journey is a whole escapade

burning alive

Lift your head boy
put down the knife
It's time to stop running
Before you die

You better pray
For a fool's kind of mercy
Hope that some

and that shit hurt my feelings
Like nigga do this shit yo self like why you so dependent
I'm still paranoid might spend a couple racks on a baby k
My brother

volcanic, erupt
They burn a bridge then pick through the soot
Gifted at reading the signs but
Emotions I feel that I'm blind to
Understanding what you meant

found you trying to do a drive by nah bitch i'm trying to walk down

me lots
With the gayers no i can’t pull this shit out the lot
Me and my boys you know that we be sharing cock
I got gays that be moving the gay rock

bleed him PMS 
This ain’t blocky this top shelf you ca smell the indo in the air
Keep the Glocky by my belt put ya extendos in the air 
Shoot the oppy