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in the distance, echoing sparks bounce through the void
I watch my feet, step by step, my foot prints are muffled by the dancing shadows of the night

in the distance, echoing sparks bark through the void
I watch my feet, step by step, my foot prints are muffled by the dancing shadows of the night

dismissed
 
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your

Hear my voice, where you are, take a train, steal a car,
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me.
Catch a flame, catch a breeze, on your hand,

Ok, let me clear a couple things up for you
And it might get weird
I know how this sounds
But we are not gospel rappers
We don't do Christian hip-hop

Bouncing off the walls hittin' switches on a level
Tryna comprehend, but I need to do better
Voices in my head, and these objects close in
Switch

better

The voices in the distance 
Are the voices in your head
Succumbing to the darkness
Of your self sustaining dread

The voices in the distance 
Are

redefined by my elder Bizzy B. The stories I tell are all very real. Cause my MC traditions trace back to the griots. Follow my story and you'll know

Face me
For you will never again
Talk shit behind my back
You fucking chameleon
Save it
Everyone knows you're fake
Your words are poison
Like venom

each other
Not by coincidence
but for a reason
So, we'll grow old with you
We'll keep the cheers louder
Cause even I lose my voice
My heart will echo

the voices of those who are saying
It's not working out, let's just try something else

By what right do we shame her choices
Pour salt in the wounds

celebs supposed to be the voice for the little
People that don't have a voice and are stuck in the middle
But only to Israel it seems they are committal
If

Me Soup)
Like lil snoop nigga I just wanna coop (r.i.p)
Boi I did what I said ion need proof (Naw Nah)
Swear I'm through with these bitches I done had

flavor thats hot
You a brown sugar tender, chocolate caramel butterscotch Your hips are like the tail on a whale
I can get you doggystyle, pull you by your

sample your music by lifting your break
fuk your soul with my goldie lookin' flow
cut off your penis on the david letterman show
take a deep breath, you're

first name is Malcolm

All dem soft as baby powder, Johnson’s, and and the talcum

Talons like falcons in mouses piercing they backs it’s a fountain

Yeah, so I guess by the time you
Get this kite, I'll be ghost, right?
Yup, check it

For too many years, I had yo back
And for too many years, you

dreams one thousand voices crying
Raging endlessly they come
And the morning light will hide the darker days gone by
And the sun will shine again across

That's the reason we up all late
With V in the T doin' up gourmet (swee)
But, but maybe maybe
I might rock the boat on my Jones like Davy
I might catch

do… Yo
Okay Karen, why are you looking at me like that
Got me feeling like I'm revealing target on my back
Or is it possible that your certifiably

goodbye.

So let us sing, let us dance, 
Strain your voice with New Year chants, 
Don't leave anything else to chance, 
cnd no more looking back to glance.

didn't nail our last cd, the stuff was not good back then
And now it's getting worse, I'm just glad I had you staying by my side no matter what, You kept

You aren't coming back
I'll let you go
Can't play it off
I told you so
No excuses, didn't have a choice
Decided for me, I had no voice
You aren't

Voice like Midas; everything I touch is gold — you know what, I take it back. Bring the beat back. Too early for the chorus

Lil' boy, this the warm up,