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pass me by
In its stilly melody,
My infant spirit would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
Yet that terror was not fright —
But a tremulous delight,

it don't matter when you paid
Balenciaga ballet tutu on the bottom double C's is on ya face
And you my queen by the way
Love you Dolce and Gabana but

it
Game has sucked my soul, might be time to abort the miss'
Um, nah, granted I've been fortunate
Been around, been up and down like sort of some

And understand I'm looking at my only competition
Satan is on his job with the constant proposition
I know the cost of the loss, I hold my position
Was washed by

by
Murmuring in melody
Then-ah then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake
Yet that terror was not fright
But a tremulous delight
A feeling not

the less fortunate
Success is not about how far you get
In life, It's about the hearts you blessed
Designed by the Architect
So just follow the blueprint

to relieve you of your ignorance 
By shattering your spiteful state of hinderance
And Introducing you to a harsher reality
That accompanies today's troubled

I exercise all compartments
And I started as I youth being tested in the garden
So all through life I been a picked on target
By the same spirit gotta

tired of me drinking and lying too late by the time that I try and confess
Life is a mess and the culprit is one
It ain't me I ain't no fortunate son
It's

MY ZONE AT ANY TIME OF THE NIGHT
	FUELED BY AN AMBITION I STRIVE
	TO REIGN UNTIL I TOUCH THE FINISH LINE AND NOW,
	WE AIN’T ROLL WITH GATS
	WE

bowls of porridge
Just me and my two folks who couldn't bear one another
Peers appeared fortunate though their hearts were hard-caged
Their faces were

about
Generating new ideas and then sorting through
Them to find the best
Ones i'll usually start by writing
Down any thoughts that come to mind
Even if

I Didn't See the Time Go By (Je N'Ai Pas Vu le Temps Passer)

Charles Aznavour

Greatest Golden Hits

1996

Now as the wheel of life turns faster
Now as the seasons seem to fly
I see so many things at last, but didn't see the time go by

I've known

Nappy Roots Day

Nappy Roots

Wooden Leather

2003

[Chorus]

[R. Prophit]
Bring out your kids and just treat em
cotton candy plus freedom
raised by (?) and feed em
sweet as Shirly Temple singin
Clown

youth by our side.

Youthful Vibes, in the rhythm of our prime,
You and I, let's celebrate the fleeting time.
To the beat of laughter, in the arms

Misunderstood by them lame n***as
Them same n***as who hate on what you doing but ride yo wave quicker
That shit dead and imma grave digger
And if im

Drove 200 miles along the Northern Sea
Gusts buffet the car pennywhistle in the wind
A throatless ancient melody
Feel so far gone because I've gone

Feel like
This could be our real life
Left hand on the wheel
Right hand is on yo thighs
I don't wanna stay home
Thinking i could lay low
Somewhere by

through your hands

I keep looking back on brighter days
Memory bought by a photograph
Who do I become when my youth fades away?
And I just wanna go

that cheese

I'd rather be
On my last rope
Then grope
Your coat tail
Rappers get dropped
By Interscope
Like dope that won't sell
Artist be broke
They

addictions
Thizzin'
Twisted off this bud
Dumpin' bubbly on sluts
The seedy underbelly's run by thuggish companies that plunder from what keeps the Public numb

The gods fortunate just to see today
Saw Ahk last year his koofi displayed
Exuberance in tact his youth seemed okay
His mother caught cancer his Ummi decayed

somewhere
Oh oh
Chest all hairy
But I'm not ascending youth
Boy so scary of the fire in the booth
Questioned talents I began denying inner truths
Heavy like

till they're swallowed by trees
Those bright yellow birds in a forest of acorn and green
Oh, grace, why are you just out of reach
Oh, peace, the promise