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See I'm like one in a million
But still I'm stuck in the middle of life
And don't get lost in the riddle
Of your mind
And i got caught
I untangled

Hollow tip in skin, we don't do lipping ting
Turn  it in a  beast mode ye ye
Yota
Big up ya self Rick
Ye ye ye ye yeah
Top
We don't do di fist fight

to the pain there was peace in the rain, light through the tunnel, might see it once again, the mistakes that were made tried to trouble me & j but

There was one september day that papa worked too hard
First, he crucified every dandelion out in the yard
Then he screamed at baby twice for

please
Name and occupation: Aes, I twidddle thumbs with underlings
Orange eyes, head shrunk, age: a million, sex: drugs
Barrel in escorted by a chorus line

Wik Da God, you feel me? (You feel me?)
Wik Da God, uh
Uh, uh

Hit 'em with the scripture
Riddle it to 'em simple so they get the picture
Still

Vs 1|It was late down in September|When Matthew was born|And the house had burned down|So They laid him in a manager out in the barn|And the cared

Vs 1|It was late down in September|When Matthew was born|And the house had burned down|So They laid him in a manager out in the barn|And the cared

Rain drops
Falling on my windows seal
Rain drops falling
Driping down my window seal
They say rain never last
But why I'm always stuck in the past

in the fall
But our time in the summer is what I miss the most of all
Holding hands in the sand, kissing by the beach
A silky smooth breeze, you

Patterns in the Ivy II [Bonus Track]

A Life Once Lost

Open Your Mouth for the Speechless...

2004

the end - manifestation

It runs in me, your poison seething in my veins
This skin is old and stained by late September rains
A final word from me would be

If I Only Had a Brain

Abbey Lincoln

Wholly Earth

1999

hatchin'
If I only had a brain.

I'd unravel every riddle,
For every individual,
In trouble or in pain.
With the thoughts I'd be thinkin',
I could be

If I Only Had a Brain

The Flaming Lips

Stubbs the Zombie: The Soundtrack

2005

hatchin'
If I only had a brain.

I'd unravel every riddle,
For every individle,
In trouble or in pain.
With the thoughts you could be thinkin',
You

happen that way cuz as I was skateboarding by in a bowl
A beautiful girl dropped from above into my arms
Harms coming to thee that dont listen to me
When I

fickle but true, not riddles but clues
Peddles that bloom upon my higher plain
Feel the trickles of due from the prior rain
Even though I'm a part of you,

hood and holding up traffic
Let the riddles do the scrapping, keep the gun in my fabric
Better pistol than them badges, you get dealt with the maggots

The craftsmanship master craftsmanship
That shit inspire me
Ain't it

I got a heart of a tobacco farmer
That ain't seen rain in a couple of summers
He place his faith

a pillow
Time to roll up cigarillos
Bring the magic Like Mrs frizzle
Hard to get just like a riddle
Got her stuck up in the Middle
You won't play me like

can't get  in
But I don't want to wake you up 'cause I know you need your sleep
You work too hard

I can smell the rain sneaking up on me and I guess it

Heir Apparent

Opeth

Watershed

2008

clean
His gaze burning on the edge of our dreams

No more
Cold pace
Slow days (?)

And again he rides in
It's September and he covets the gullible

I've been dry since June but
September still feels too soon
As the first rains run down the streets I'm still
And soaking in a moving sight like

will kill if the lack of air doesn't
I can never run away slowly enough to be caught
I can never whisper in the rain-free September sun

Ain't never been

I’m black
I’m black
My skin don’t crack
My men don’t rat
I’m saved by grace
No room to brag
I came from rags
I walked in and secured the bag
Ahhh man

The minimum will blame 'em
The average nigga got the word
Spinnin' in they chambers
The average nigga raised by
The average nigga, aye
It's the average nigga