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wanted to
May passed us by and soon came June
On a bright day of July, I saw the passion in your eyes
Took me some time but soon I realized
I wanted to be

pain it never rains but it pours
Soaring in the game points scored on the board
Woke up lost a happy dream wish i had more
Visions of a better living

see the skeleton beneath the skin
Another puritan who never lost the taste for sin


I always know when you’re in trouble by the colour that you dye

My baby active off the alcohol she asking me to breathe
Fast forward last September 019
Make it last a little longer miss them nights in Sutter Creek

Plex

Z-Ro

Screwed Up Click Representa

2002

Thinking hit me will I have to put my homies to rest, plex

[Z-Ro]
Regular candy in river rain, we came to deliver pain
One hitter quitters and eagle talons

real hard to go vegan,
It's hard when these media rappers is all lunches
I look around and see bums in abundance, by the hundreds
I can't believe that

valleys in my boutique
I read my ballad and the room weeps
Couple seats up and dipped per the routine
Now who's he
Cursed by the riddles in his daydreams

right in the middle so
Watch how I sway
Study my craft and the words that I play
Honestly everyday I'm amazed by my thoughts
If my brain wanna storm let

who died
You dance in the rain
Don't have a friend
Make stuff by hand
Finest of man
Twisted truth and nonstop crisis
Now you wonder how tears were

So Hard

Voice of the Beehive

Sex & Misery

1995

churning

[Chorus]

I want to drink champagne and dance in a
Fountain splashing us with rain
I want to fall back into grass that's cool and long
While

win 
Man I'm Out here doing my dirt lord forgive me for my sins 
My heart cold I seen to much just by the shit that I was in 
I been solo since

stayed
And walked by my side
Instead of running away
Especially in my darkest hours
My bad if I ever f up your day
I was on a soul search at
My lowest

At summer's end, by the first September rain, 
The land is ploughed in preparation for the grain. 
The harrow tugged across the fields
To exterminate all

mechanical scriptures 
Yall niggas still aint paid 
You speaking with hitter who's ain't reach the pinnacle 
Still in peak condition 
Riddle me this 
Whos from

It's fucking fire
It's fucking fire

Gettin litty in the city all the bitches fuckin wit me
Make it rain on her titties ima throw a couple 50's
Really

the bottle down and then turned to search for the doorway that would
By memory, lead her toward the phone next to her chair in the living room
A straight

Thought about you walking home in the light rain
A hundred million hormones rattling my brain
When did we last speak anyway?
September 22nd after

betwixt middle and ring, thoughts 
Fixated on trivial things to riddles of kings 
The pivotal swings of pendulum decisions will bring
Getting our rhythms in

a heavenly body you was sinnin' in
Damn I was lucky to be in the spot that I was sittin' in
By the time the conversation stopped we must've been in Michigan

Themes of hatreds in the streets we go through highs and lows
Animosity from brethren deal the heavy blows
With the rain chalk on sidewalks seem

in the rain
On an April morning or a September evening
On a starving freshly planted Midwestern plain
That gets repeated just enough times to drive

BLAZE
[Miguel Carabante Manzano / Miguel Olmedo Aparicio]

Blaze, september rain
Grateful girl. What can I say?

Dogs, friends on the road
Battery

Feels like a thorn in my chest. Where all the stupid fights and the best
conversation about the worst. Those days are gone and now I realize
there’s

summer
remember this didn't last in September
more heavier the rain in October
BUT!
December is here
endless summer won't dissapear
November is going gone