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The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket

I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't

Has an ending, only one way that i'll know

Entangled in this web, I've sewn myself into
The spider makes her way
Devour my soul, I'm through

Feel

I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
Motherfuckers ain't talking that, man these niggas be ignorant
Come up in the club

I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
Motherfuckers ain't talking that, man these niggas be ignorant
Come up in the club

knowing
   We are strong as one
   Can't forget the seeds we've sewn
   
   Dance of life rolls on
   I believe in the light & love
   Dance of life rolls

Best Believe

Pete Rock

NY's Finest

2008

the East Side all grown up
Places I played in nigga all sewn up
I'm chasin' that dream 'till I'm at the Garden
On a thousand foot screen in red monkey

feeling good, feeling right
We gone party hard up in here tonight
Feeling like a million bucks tonight we gone live it up

Tonight i'm feeling good feeling

name just wanna know
In my dreams forever known
New mink coat when you get cold, like have you ever drowned in gold?
Mental ties think that we sewn. You

weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness in my eyes

Changing of the Guard

Exodus

Impact Is Imminent

Pillage all their riches
Left them not a thing
Now they know the feeling
To reap the seeds they've sewn
Banished from the living
When they were

Everyday day goes by in circles
Everything is black and white
And when I see you with your friends I feel my heart collide
Walking the halls alone

Family Hands

Mary Chapin Carpenter

Hometown Girl

1987

on 
She's nearing ninety years now, with her daughters by her side 
Who tend the places in the heart where loneliness can hide

[Chorus]
Raised by

Tambourine [Radio Edit]

Eve

Tambourine

2007

and get yourself a whistle and
Shake your tambourine go and get yourself a whistle and

Eve e E come through in the Maserati 
Doing it big like I live

teeth or I'm sending my condolences
If I meet with you in the streets and you dont carry a fucking peice
How the hell you bitches suppose to live
I get

Bury Our Friends

Sleater-Kinney

No Cities to Love [LP]

2015

Today I am stitched, I am sewn
Patch me up, I've got want in my bones
Like some doll you thought you could throw away
I found my legs

Ready

greeted, he's that 
Number on the page, the last thing that she reads before she's
Sweetly singing, restlessly to sleep
His smell is sewn in everything she

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

Black Queen on the throne
Made from the rib but is the backbone
This melanin comes in all tones
Look around and tell me I'm wrong
We got the mindset

a clone
I get handmade drip it's sewn
My third eye spy like a drone
You know what I'm tryna get on
Never been the type to get flown
I'm out handling

the silence, buddy better tuck tail and run
Draped in the quietness, thinking by betrayal you've won
You should wear a coat tail in likeness, to duck tails that

wanna live it by your side)
Spend the time
Merely wishing we had more
Hold me tight
‘Cos I’m leaving in the morn
It’s okay, it’s alright
It’s the norm

and sisters subjected to this hierarchy

You're a false prophet embodied by your own self-serving greed
You bring hope to its knees
In your system, a system

And you got me in my lonesome
I hit a home run
The California gold rush
Now I'm Feeling so numb
You got me in my lonesome
I hit a home run

in the middle
In the middle of our lives
I'm so brittle and I'm broken
But at least I'm still alive
Silhouettes in darker colors leave my
Headlights