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strain
Not half today
A fully loaded bar
It tastes bitter but beautiful
Lovely with wine from a beaker
How British

The chat is good
The smiles are large

strain
Not half today
A fully loaded bar
It tastes bitter but beautiful
Lovely with wine from a beaker
How British

The chat is good
The smiles are large

by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening

to the mic my sins I
Open my window then look in the sky
Then I get back on the mic and tell 'em how I get by
Now listen
Trynna make a livin' rappin' gettin'

And everything is so goddam risky

Here come the rainbow people
With sunshine in their eyes
They must be rainbow people
'Cause they can touch the sky

Look

You awake at the base of an ancient tree
Its cool shade envelops you as you stand
A grass field stretches all around you
And the sky is blanketed by

of a room, by just being there
My melancholia is a blanket
At times inspired by a spirit, never got to thank it
The fountain from which I draw is ornamented

to the sky, been smoked by the sun, raised by the High, smoked by the One; raised on this Earth to provoke everyone in a good way.
Channel the rabble, unravel,

Where Dragons Dwell

Gojira

From Mars to Sirius

2006

of the powerful
I hunger for it
It just keeps me alive

I met the dragon
In a cave by the mountain
Now I bring the evidence
The beast is alive

This

Two legs to some, eight to others
Fear is polymorphic
The sky is blue no more
All that was frozen has thawed
Enveloped by the absence of light

her name in the sand
She put her hair in a bun and her face in the sun
And she soaked up every sound
She looked up to the sky as the clouds sailed by

travel through the Sky
Under the Stars
Guided by Flitter Mice
They Hate the Life
They Scorn the Light
Mortals suffer from Their Wrath
Endless Damnation
Has

Killers

Ice-T

Old School Rap, Vol. 3

1996

murder is murder by any name

An young man loses his only job
To proud to hustle, too honest to rob
He goes to tell his family an his wife
But an argument

Killers

Dr. Dre

Dre's Drugstore

2002

murder is murder by any name

An young man loses his only job
To proud to hustle, too honest to rob
He goes to tell his family an his wife
But an argument

And you can't even taste it
Thrill of the chase my friend
Until I'm loaded and wasted
And you can't even taste it
Is this the end?

We're living this life

Im hanging on by a thread
At any moment i might cut the circulation with this rope on my neck
I feel the pressure build inside it makes it hard

OF PATRIOTISM THAT THE LAND COULD DO WITHOUT --
SORT OF BRITSH WORKMAN NONSENSE THAT SHALL PERISH IN THE SCORN
OF THE DROVER WHO IS DRIVEN AND THE SHEARER WHO IS

pixy sticks and party cards
This is this crazier than Mardi Gras
Hardly grazed my story y'all leave you all sorry 
And amazed by the fury from an empty

means to be
Branded by the beast
Psychological warfare
Camera's a loaded weapon
Smoke and mirrors persuade beliefs To control perception
Screens on every

Blood Is Wood

Apollo Sunshine

Katonah

2003

A shattered window,
The boy is back she cried.
He burned the bed he sleeps in
Because we lied to him.
And I don't want to be here
When he comes

loaded, better rack one
Get a bloodhound that'll track one
Every buck could be your last one
When there's bombs up in the sky
You won't find me strapped

""There's no path to follow There's no path to follow  There's a line in the sand Put there by a man By a man whose children who built the castles

the world is yours to steal|Loaded up with fuel, you're engines runnin'|A bloodthirsty lady at the wheel||You got rich quick, you're incorporated |Heart

I got danger in my blood and it run thick
They be thinkin’ I'm the one when I run this
Locked and loaded the gun
When I shoot it they gon’ run
Ain't