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Snapple apple
Ice on her tiny hand
I’m inspired by YouTube
Where I see these other rappers
Inspired by two dudes
Who knew
Fixed with noodles
Gotta give

And I drift like a bird
Flying up the magnificent sky (Flyin' high)
Then I fall like a raindrop
And slide on a leaf in a tree (Feeling Irie)
And I

the evening 
Do you have to leave so soon 

Grandma makes her bed 
She takes her pills and combs her head 
She feeds the bird 
Shuffles tiny feet 
Across

stood by the lake
I wanted to take you for granted
The grass was thin and high
The water mirrored tiny sparkles to the sky

I remember you put a chill

opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great

A floor of clouds
Surrounded and embraced by
An orange glow 
Of tiny dots of red and yellow

Some are far
Some are closer to the night
They all pose

Daylight’s gushing down the treetops
Hear the morning sing of long-forgotten kings
I swing by the pre-owned fruit shop
‘Cause the orange peel is key

retreat it's the tiny things I won't go for
But when life leaves and time's up
What'll I leave when I'm done
Did I make the most of all I was bestowed
Well

imagine
Phylums fantastic, appetites gigantic
Bird-like lizards with a surprising advantage

Survival of the fittest brought an age of massives
Cretaceous

respect
Anyway, you just do what you want
I don't care that much
I just think it's odd that's all
Talking like they really know it all
On a tiny rock heated

the fairies to grant the baby princess a wish.

They all went in to see the tiny Princess.

The first said: “She shall always be as good as gold”; 
the second:

Blah Blah Blah… Yada Yada Yada… (Can People Please Finish What They Sayin’)

By Twenty-Something DJ Franklin

(c) 2022 Raymond F. Quinton

Woke up

And let my spirit play, let it play 
Consider the birds of the trees they got 
Nothing on their tiny little minds they 
Fly through the air without a care

Each little bird that sings
He made their glowing colors
He made their tiny wings
The purple headed mountain
The river running by
The sunset

A little bird just flutters by
I see her peek, I think she'll try

A piece of yarn, a blade of grass
She'll come to roost when time has passed
The nest she

Before it's too late
Because I can't stay here anymore
I'm moving
Birds in the sky
I
I thank you
Lords of souls
To bless me
Like you did when I was born

You can get killed by your own, word to Nipsey Hussle.
My Discovery's a Tiny Tempah gets you Trouble
And that's four times lame like the special

Glendale


Glendale's where I landed at
It's a tiny place on the US map
It's a perfect place if you like it hot
You can fry an egg in the parking lot

and it's what we deserve
But tying nooses so these crackers hang on every word

They told me shoot for the stars
And hope it don't hit a bird
Put the eggs in

A bright and sunny noon
A woven basket on my arm
I pluck
some berries from the bushes by my yard
I’ll make some jam so that they don’t go to waste

opens, 
Each little bird that sings, 
He made their glowing colors, 
He made their tiny wings.

The purple-headed mountains, 
The river running by

Accidently Kelly Street

Frente!

Accidentally Kelly Street

1992

can hear the traffic sigh
Throw away those keys
Start walking, watch those
Tiny things go by

Accidently kelly street
Where friends and strangers

When I was just a baby calf
I'd always make my mother laugh
By blowing bubbles in the bath
Or imitating every tall giraffe
In front of human beings

Children of the Sun

The Sallyangie

Children of the Sun

1969

silver hair
King Solomon is my father

Allah, Allah, Allah, Allah's sending children of the sun
I watch the boats go by as evening colours the sand