Lyrics:
in his rhymes
One might be duende defined!
Apocryphal espadrille
The shaper of dreams
Returns to the scene
No diorama
Could match his
What I got to lend?
What I did and what I didn't do for them
Bricks comin' in somewhere on the rim
Section doin' numbers, nowhere by a gym
Droppin'
as partner
He is Allāh, The Creator, The Maker, The Shaper; to Him belong the Most Beautiful Names; all that is in the heavens and the earth glorifies Him,
The Washington Post the one to read, the Washington Post is all you need,
The Washington Post is my view shaper,
The Washington Post, The Washington Post,
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
know, God dey by my side, gidigba, gidigba
Enemies, dey think say dem fit pull me down, but dey no know, God dey by my side, gidigba, gidigba
1.
Yeah, I
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-a** Don died, and he s*** in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
of what's ahead
She's lured by a wisp
Between willow rows
Through weeping tentacles
Beaded curtains dangling
The orb glows moonlight blue
With iridescent hue
through both forest and mire, follow the path by will-o'-the-wisps' fire, to cave housing veil for both young, still, and tired Tech Duinn
Though maybe this
the sins, left by a different man,
The tides brought them here, cast by a different hand.
And the wisps of the winds, blow with the Styx again.
Pushing me on,
a chronic liar
Godspeed to the memories, we always said would never wisp away
Godspeed to the wins and losses, we all forgot by the coming day
Run away, run
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance
I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in
definition
Wisdom you know the boy gifted
Meditate until I manifest the matrix til they speak of the myth ima trend shaper
End maker, lens changer, hell
to say if we knew
Just what to do
In this best of all possible worlds
Written by Hal Shaper and Steven McClintock
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Beat Prod By EricXandar
Guitar By BustinJieber
Engineering By EricXandar
Mix by EricXandar
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back to the time
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
Maker of day and night that gives me quiet rest
Shaper of clay, my life is in Your hands
Greet my heart with joy
Teach me though it's painful
I pass by the sins, left by a different man,
The tides brought them here, cast by a different hand.
And the wisps of the winds, blow with the Styx
Step by step I'll follow you
Everywhere you roam, whoa
Step by step I'll follow through
Comin' to bring you home, whoa
I keep reachin' out for
alone
Shine between the trees, perhaps that's your sign
Dusk in the woods,
Something ain't right,
Will-o'-wisps are wakin' up
Don't look at them, foolish
The morning arrived with a gentle breeze
Faint wisps of smoke, a stirring in the trees
The sun broke the ridge, as I raised my head
So early to rise,
Forget your worries and look up high, Ah ah ah
She'll confide the Will o' Wisp in your sigh
You'll be fine
She'll take you by the hand and guide you by
Of lovely feel
By cleaning ass
A towel shaper
Time will come
When blood will flow
While hairs are pulled
By curls of paper
Turd is flushing down leaving me
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