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a suite, suite
Right by the sand so I let the diamonds dance
So that put you in a trance, OK
Always up I’m never down, like Post Malone they sayin' wow
We

I was quiet as a child cuz I had another part
To my humanity
They say it runs in the family
Craziness is what we own
Madness with a mellow tone

a wagon
Bitch, who is you Jackin'
You was flexing all the drip while I stayed quiet with the confidence
Now who's bragging?
Who really in this shit with me?

eerie
Night does end, by morning I am set free

Blurry, constellations bleed upon me and I'm gory
Amorphous soma in your glory and it scares me
I'd try

hair
Trip
I ain't got no air
Trip
When you pull me close
This
Is how its gonna go
Trip
Until mornings comes
Walk on by
I just need to ignore you on my

catch a Fien
Drive by music where the codeine
I need to get high before I hit the scene
Gunshots everywhere that's where I live
Serial killer in every

as time stutters frame by frame
step by step printing stillness in motion
as movement in space-time lapses continue
my memory lapses flashes of you

Joy come in the morning
So we gotta hold on
Hold on
To the promise that you made
Whoever believe
Not a slave to the grave
Overcame death pain

Someday

7 Angels 7 Plagues

Jhazmyne's Lullabye

Sunday morning's sky

Apologize
10,000 times
For days run over forever
In my mind

But middle ground has given way
And where to step is now
What I

Mud-blood
From roles in Mud-blood from
Roles in Mud-blood
Every seizure hit's me like the
L between it's crushed thumbs
Chicago likes me better as a maniac

the sheets
Wake up in the morning and we rinsing to repeat
So by the time we're home we'll be itching to release
I'm wishing I can be your peace
Can I be your

chain, gon' do some shit that get me life

Yeah, quiet lowkey, get a lot of money, that's my type
Yeah, Crystal back the P's up, she elegant and boujee

We won't be bought, sold or controlled
When all they've done is lie
We question what were told

They want us in chains
But we won't be stopped
Our

and miscellaneous sinners
And there's no hiding, you're running in loops
In half empty theatre
With no actors
And backstage is overcrowded
By the skeletons and vexers

The morning fog descends upon the late night's cheapest thrill
The most committed socialites see the sunrise in the Hills
Mistakes are slowly

ride to the morning 
I need a girl who's gonna try put her all in
I need a girl who's gonna lead if I'm stalling 
I need a girl who's gonna catch if I'm

top me
That morning delight, like breakfast and hot tea or good kush and oj
Green freshly cut like it's strait off the fairway
I roll that shit up, cuz'

just do it by design 
I just do it by design 
I wake up every morning and I do it every time 

On call in the booth, leave it all in the truth 
Gulping

the shit now (It's lit!)
Over 10,000 hours in, why would I quit now?
These contracts is official like fuck your handshake (Uh huh)
Young Mansa Mussa bout

Rushes over me
As time goes by
It fills my mind
Every mistake
So I need quiet
For a while
Cause I can't
Take it
All this time
Through my mind
It races
In

of death
When five miles in the distance just after morning comes
We sight the Admiral Von Hipper, with her 8 inch guns
A Goliath of 10,000 tons of German

Front Line

UTD

Manifest Destiny [2004]

2004

livin in the land of sin
I close my eyes and I count to 10'000
Shit is still fucked up down in public housing
Turn on the TV just to see my man

Christianity, now I understand sin
Righteousness can only truly manifest on its own
By the balance in the spectrum of the right and the wrongs
Well
Duality
In

and you out here sitting in the tub?
Bro Aladdin praying for some magic off his rug
We gone take this rap shit to the next dimension
Redhead pissed off now