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to kill the messenger
Just penned his last letter
My psyche paint a red vendetta
The holes in my heart 
The same size in my umbrella
Made the leap of faith

You better not be afraid
Better make that nigga run your fade
You better leave him leaking
From your sharpest blade
Thinking he could scare you
But you

the funeral orchestra

slow down your pace is high
your brutalised by one man's hate
slow down kill his love
retribute
retribution

I'm back again witch

Every morning the old man walks by
In his hands he holds the paper and his little wife
They'd been together for a long, long time
It's been years

desire is to die
To release this pain in my heart
MY HEART THAT CRIES!
Ice
Is chilling us from the inside
Take my arm so you can survive but
When his fire

not many
We will have him buried with the same
For the likes and the life of Geordie

The judge looked over his right shoulder
For words he didn't say

When I walk through a valley
I am not afraid
When I'm lost in the shadow
Still my path is straight
You are beside me
You guide me for the sake

the prejudice, can smell the hate, hear the bias, my legs are anxious
But my soul is straight
Still never been afraid to put a rapper in his place
Who you know

the wings of the pilot
(Uh) I'm trying to build a catalog of my own
Two-Seven rings around the tree and branching further from home
But never losing where his

December

Baby I did not know
You were feeling so alone
I was feeling like an alien
I just want to phone home
Back into your arms
Back into your eyes
Back

Sweet River Roll

Waterdeep

To Chase Away the Birds

1999

that's not the case 
He turns to his wife in the evening, he says "Honey I'm afraid I'm gonna lose this race." 

Sweet River, roll all over me 
Sweet

with the mean drum
Double OG Barry White in a mean Blunt
Walking by
Smelling like mad skunk
Had to get myself out a bad pawn
That's ya bitch you go

thought it was a joke
Not my problem, isn't his, you can't see through the smoke
We don't need the phone to ring to hear some good news
Craft a life that

how we die for
The dollars why even bother
Being civilized surrounded by savages
At the bottom
Like Sodom and Gomorrah chop it
Up in the tour bus

End of the Time

Dilated Peoples

The Next Chapter: Strictly Underground

1995

the chance like Len Blias 
Ride by us they walk well I be hidden in shade 
More content then when rent is paid 
And renitent like raider spraid 
Oow yo

me I'll have my arms wide
No I won't ever get tired cause with you I'm always satisfied (Satisfied)
I like you better by my side
You're gone be my

More

Tamia

More

2004

not bein' in your way
So I'm all alone, all alone, oh yeah
Just another week, we go and hardly speak
But I'm holdin' on, stop treatin' me so wrong

was felt numb but the man I am now is afraid

Fear as a concept is archaic
If people are in a constant state of change and adaptation
Why can't you

say hay
Cause deep down inside
I know that they hate
And this nigga bitch stalking my page
In other words
He upset and afraid Cause Yung ARO
Might be

hope that you get paid I Feel that you'll be better in life One day

Throw a grenade
In his image
I was made...
With no limits
We're kings
Put the order

about you by the time we separate
Cause in that very moment I won't ever get it back
Hello
Um, I'm afraid of dying alone
And not having anyone that loves

things that friends don't, I let by my side
And now you're walking in the door with somebody new
You said "I don't really know if it's him or you"
Im not

arms
Well I could not bear to see him caught in the undertow
So I grabbed him by the hand and said please don’t go

Last time I saw him
He was puttin’

Dashiki and stop acting like a communist
A pan African who don't know who Marcus Garvey is? (Laugh)
It's obvious, like Mr West in an all black audience
I'm