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you hate me for going

No she ain't dead but I'm down by a friend
That spot is vacant further notice going 1 to a 10
It's pure betrayal now I'm ducking

tonight
When I'm with you, you take me to new height
Over the sky

Wet dreams all night
Between my thighs
You make me ah
No alibi, when we get by
Just eye

test a nigga, clip a hundred, I'm gone ace mine
Rob him for his Rollie, post a pic like it take time
Hol' up, pack in, bro just hit my FaceTime
Saved by

prolly not a fact
Devil smack you in your face, demons like Malcom
And you stuck in the middle, why that gotta be the outcome
North Star arrival, and I

Not with that cheap talking , I know what cash do
Love pink fifties & I love my hundreds blue
Got me a redbone & she come with honey too
Eating steak

a fool
You been oppin' all along but ima keep it cool
You're way too see-through, read it in your face, no Facebook
I was raised by a woman but I'm far

still sleep by the creek
Crocodile infested but to me it's
Just a bunch of boots
Always on the hunt for the loot

Sautées and fricassee smoked
Crabs

SMALL TOWN LIVING

VERSE 1

All this non-talking and I was stuck in the middle with my anger 
My sister snuck out so she didn't have to face

include you in the process

I'm moving on to higher ground all by myself
You think I'm stubborn
But I finally fucking asked for help

Just not from you

neglected 
My mommy wasn’t present
She grinded for my presents 
Bought ‘em taught me lessons 
Tyre toting weapons
Imma follow second 
I thought that was

this freedom how can I explain?
I told Muni in that cell "come we try escape"
Free to not be a number call me by my name
Now I'm free to run the game

a verse in
I took an L and I kept on learnin'
You can't stop me now, it's not workin'
Purgin' 'til the phone keeps on twerkin'
Gotta switch the spot,

Blue Fairy Magic

or are we just a couple guys that’s making noise
take more walks she wrote
by yourself 
meditate
everyday 
everyday now
everyday

I'm tryna run up a check

Man I'm tryna get this money
You bitches hate too much
Catch me boolin' by myself
I don't hang in a bunch
Trust me she ain't

I Am

Deep Dickollective

The Famous Outlaw League of Proto-Negroes

2004

tree/my lover was singing

My brother was bringing for s/he
Blankets and sage and thanking him for being
But maybe that's just Phillip Bailey /wailing,

a reply
If I buy her the shoe she might think I'm a simp
I promise it's not even that
Why you trippin'? You're not even gang
How you trappin'? Ain't got

to the water, cannot say what I seen there
Held me to the bottom, I floated to the surface
Did not keep that promise, felt that she hadn't deserved it
Dined with

guest

Again the ringing

Carefully I abscond to the bathroom
As to not display my manhood to others
There I make the perfunctory morning faces
Which

Baby What's Wrong?

Whitehorse

Baby What's Wrong?

2014

I'm not the one who hurt you
I'm just passing by
But I would dry your big wet tears if you let me try

Baby what's wrong? (I'm afraid to ask you)

remote 
Blood in the lobby 
Thats murder she wrote 
Bodies been droppin
This pistol i tote
Family come first im like mr. incredible 
Killed by a snap

Dear father you work your whole life man
You only got that blue collar
Consumed by the drugs at 20 years old
The World is so cold
Asking if you could

A Well Beside the River

Skyclad

Vintage Whine

1999

at your sewing machine

Discontentedly accepting all the world's prepared to give her
It's fate that she stagnates just like a well beside the river