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as good as going tourist.
By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set.
He was thoroughly packed and the post
Office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock.
she sank down to her
knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep breath, and plunged the
long blade through the middle of the package,
sitting on my farm all goddamn day
Just hoeing away at this fucking ground, beating’….
Fucking Sun beating down on my chest, er, my hair, fuck…
Just don’t
of the
hallway
I noticed a niggga Bobby
the kitchen floor but leaking from a n**** body
I can't believe he's just here with three new holes in the forehead
waiting and hoping
The door will be open to them
On Ellis Island, day after day
On Ellis Island, time slips away
From Ellis Island, day after day
decay,
I'll sit here in the lotus position and pray,
I pray to goodness,
I draw strength from an unfinished scribble,
I cast thrown away wishes
Cast down from decadence
We dance the night around
Blindly grasping at the shadows
Cast by indifferent astres
Despondent, broken and listless
Wandering
the rest of us
We keep ageing
Stuck within a world full
Of rats and still
We keep racing
I'm out the door
Throw my wife a goodbye
Take a look at the sun
through it all
Sun up Sun down
Niggas know where I'm at right now
Niggas know where I'm at right now
Low pro 10 toes whoa
Can't stop won't stop
Hope you
his prime
We was taught 3 main religions
Ask Walter Williams
The destruction of civilization
By Chancellor Williams
I'm a student from
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
naked, there's nothing to hide
Come carry my grievances down to the shore
Wash 'em away in the tumbling tide
I heard two cows in a conversation
One
Lights go off
Close them blinds
See my door
No disturb sign
Three AM
She hittin my phone line
You know damn well
It's Coochi Time
Hit them lights
of the carousel
A black parade of circus freaks, and led by Mister Dark,
Scours every street for the boys to drag them down to hell
The boys have seen too much
is the first week of July by the way folks. About three or four days
later... we must have got there around the 30th of June. Anyway, what a great
to the gods
Light a peace pipe and wish on a star
This rain is a gift from the skies above
And all living things get strength from the sun
Now whats done is
CBD
I'm a player DVD should be a Laker CP3
But you can't block it you'll get burned rest in peace to David Stern
You gon learn today this Birkin bae
from work my wife was at the door
She said sit down here Paddy this will shake you to the core
Twenty three and me, me boys, twenty three and me
We
hemisphere
Fuck the rest, not a flex, just the truth
I been making hits in my room, fuck a booth
Wait switch it up
I let my hair down I don't part it now
Lay down your head
You're not alone
Anywhere you go, I follow
We are the children of the sun
That's all you need to know
Lay down your head
it warm
Heating up the stage
Whenever I perform
Nigga I'm the fever
Hotter than the sun
Tell me what you need
Bet I could get it done
Nigga I'm
The sun will never come down
There's another way, time to move on up now
We can change the pace, there's no need to rush now
We don't need the hate,
Let's just piss away the day (piss away the day)
Crank-call the cops down at the station
Just for friendly conversation
Requesting songs they never
cleared away, on the floor lay a man
Feleena's young lover, had shot down another
And he had to leave there, so out through the back door he ran.
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