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and him just smiling, Christ I felt my rifle shake
His wounds all open and around his chair a pool of blood
And I swear his lips said, "fire" before my
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
to where it hadn't been
My brother Jamal, he can rest in peace
Just knowin' you helped man get where they're goin'
All makes sense in the mind of a poet
is C-ZAR
Short King but my reach far
Try wolfin' out of arms reach
And get checked at ya door like I.D. Cards
Who is this
Mama got shot started doin'
Got my heart locked tight in a safe
Where your sticky little fingers can't get it anymore
Cause you
Were such a mean girl to me
I keep you out at arm's
you
Journey out to find the light, I got a heart-full
Get into my mind, you beseech me
Knowing if you keep it kind you can reach me
You can take me for
zero three, two zero two one
I was just so proud just to hold you in my arms
Starin' at her momma like you got it, you the one
So much I can say about
Relit the spark
Beneath the hearth
Reach out your arms
Touch of a palm
I begin to thaw
Things that you promised
Fingers were crossed
Lean in because we
empty by the lampshade
I'm out of Excedrin again, great
Too early to tell, but at this rate
I'm thinkin' this might be a bad day
I walk out
risks)
Lil nigga just do it they cant tell you shit (oh yeah)
Catacombs on my neck and this pack got me blitzed (oh yeah)
Don't walk out at night we
Lotus...
Lotus...
[Monoxide Child]
Blood bath, arms open with my wings spread
I'm in this burned down house and
I'm surrounded by the dead
Now visualize
I
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
just goofies out here
I mean, niggas is eating pork wearing kufis out here
Through it all, stood tall, doofy out here
Ten toes down, I'm on two feet
the patients
Azzy man's gots a lot of powerful skenks
So you might buss one on a special occasion
Just stress out my brain, then it's a 38th
Special occaision
pushin flames out the rear (vrooooom)
Me and Randy James been the same since the- aye
Rundberg days puttin shots up at Gus
Cops rollin by now they
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
50 that; 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the MAC
But when I come through, shh - the talking stop
My money long now, I
we're finally walking side by side
And holding hands
We walking and talking often in my dreams
Open my eyes see your portrait on my screen
Just my
and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,
my mom's buick
At any given moment shawn could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it, or stuffed with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm going
alone, not knowing later I would cry
Only certain of one thing
In two days I would reach, the final destination
The city
(scat)
Years went by quickly
Marsha, groaning, "he must have nailed it shut."
They tugged on the flap again. "My God, you need a power drill to get this
Thing open!" They pulled
had
gotten out of her mother's small beige pocketbook in the den. "What do you
think it is?" Sheila asked. Marsha stood with her arms folded behind
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