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Living by sword dying bout it should be simple
I'm on her mind cuz I always get the mental Doing them hits you better treat em like they Missions

make the six-hour drive
Just to bring flowers by
Because i don't want to wait for three months
Until we're face-to-face with each other
There is way too

yeah

The moon drips Milky Way strips
Throwin' a free gig in the sky
People are out
With plans and all abouts
Ridin' the night to get high
Baby, I'm

a story to be told.
As the night sky weaves its magical thread,
In this midnight dance, our souls are fed.

Verse 3
Lost in the reverie, the night's tender

Sky bleeding sunrise 
Make a vacant bed
Gave you the coat you're standing in
Slip my hands under, feel your heartstrings

A plane taking full flight
But

from The Proclamation
My Ireland wonders if it's a sovereign people
Still under the shadow of a steeple?
My Ireland constantly asks:
'Was it for this?'

Dead Presi
I had joined the buzz
Jamming The Warm Up Just To Get By
I was having problems with financial aid
And My World Was Empty till I met a girl
Who

National Anthem (F*ck the World)

Freddie Gibbs

Str8 Killa

2010

Back when I was younger
Very ambitious but often blinded by my hunger
Some say I dream too big
And my dream gon' take me under
Beneath

of my mental
Since I lost Donna and my lor brova
With this damn abandonment issue
When you leave
I feel like I'm going under

I got an abandonment issue

are built on impossible architecture
Reality the only pause from that perfection
These dreams are under construction
Formation of function
The point

can't deny
Wake and bake, under dim-lit skies
The Bottomless Pit, where Darkness lies
But, it's all so chill, in my glass cocoon
Feel something lurking,

Take me by the hand
Pick me apart?

I'm getting high
Let's get dope
and ascend to the sky.
 
Escape from the past
if this is a test
i'll fail fast.

to play the clock and imma play it well
As time goes by I'll make you play the witness
Hold ya hands up high these niggas playin victim
Game twisted run it

angel passes by
the people stop and stared and the young men wonder how
Lady Mountain High take us to the mountain sky
where the eagles fly and the snow

even cares
Take me back to my blue sky
Take me back to when I didn't want to die every night
Every night
Swept under the rug
Accomplishments not

All the traffic lights have fallen under spell
They're always red
We've taken it as a cautionary sign
Like an overcast sky or the changing leaves

Dey call na who this 
Any time I hit the cafe
Man dem can not sleep 
Dey wanna find me slip I got da grams under na sleeve 
This year y3n di agro me y3

Dey call na who this 
Any time I hit the cafe
Man dem can not sleep 
Dey wanna find me slip I got da grams under na sleeve 
This year y3n di agro me y3

Late night feelings
On a rooftop, spinning
And my hair's still dripping
By the fire, we're singing
'Bout the one we're missing
But I only want you

the handout
But you ain’t never know the feeling of wiping sweat up off your brow
Take a back seat cuz you ain’t never felt fear
Your thoughts always clouded by

Ghetto Celebrity

Method Man

In the Møde

2000

your fam' and all your boys in
Seek and destroy young brothers
Tougher than they baby mothers
Your class show no cash, runnin' low on gas
Empty don't

like the sand is 
running out through your veins just
take a second to breath and
take a minute to ease your mind
hours go by and by 
you better sit

Mystic City

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

(open up my mind, and then try to, ya) 
(know, take it from there, from what I) 
(can build, ya know what I'm saying?) 
('Cause, ain't nobody gonna,

I hear the distant sound of the train
As it roars across the plains as it takes you away
I see the silver speck against the sky
It cuts me