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The Obsidian Crown Unbound

Bal-Sagoth

The Chthonic Chronicles

2006

halted for one immemorial moment
And it was in that oddly immeasurable instant that the dark and peerless power unfettered by those grim pseudo-words

tuning in, I be changing the channel
Stepping on me is like stepping on a lego
Ice in my fist got me feeling like Thanos

A nigga like me be saucy
Tool by

than a tool for me
Lament or die
You can never return
You stupid girl
So naïve to the end

My words meant nothing at all
Please, won't you, stay 'till I

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

most niggas I tote trigga
For you broke nigga and gold diggas wit no figga
That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
I'm on ya ass like

think you Taliban

I been selling P’s so long 
Shit, i named my daughter P

New rappers they fighting for clout
Steady trynna diss me 

Ion play no

cnd I can give a damn if I sell a single album. 
I made this shit for me 
Just to prove it to myself, 
But it ain't no mystery 
That the road to be

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

most niggas I tote trigga
For you broke nigga and gold diggas wit no figga
That's why I palm the heater for all you non believers
I'm on ya ass like

Got a goofy as song for u goofy ass bitchs/ with them goofy ass kids by that goofy ass nigga/ talking goofy asss shit / get yo goofy as hit/ and u

a harpoon
Through ya heart soon if you walk to
Close to me, close shot
Flow for mi me coast you
Can't see my flow I practice notes
With the ghost, no joke,

focused on seeing the digits
Barry bonds when I step on the field
I go yard gotta swing for the fences
Why am I losing my mind
Feel like I’m choosing to die

wings with soy
I'm annoyed
By you niggas boy
Act fake and play coy
She so bad
Flaca just like Coi
Flock right to your boy
Look
She talking to you but

Baby recenter
I look inward
See the tools that I was given
For the journey
We gone turn it into prosperity
Under my wing
Not a one to compare to me

Baby

hit for a large amount
Big bank shawty I came out with blues
I'm high as a bitch pouring Tris by the two
And I'm beating down the trap I think I left

to say hey
Workaholic, dreamaholic (yah)
Eyes darting in and out (yah)
Heart keeps heading south
Who am I dreaming for?
My demons are keeping score 
Anger

her and use her as a tool for world domination
Apparently this woman is a feared dictator
And her eyes, they burned of evil and sorrow
All I could see

and you'll never rest
Trust this time
Spirit telling you what's best
I step and mishandle
See me run in the wings new angle
They just give me the tools I amble

a lot
I been through it all
Y’all keep saying naw
Talking that game but y’all really can’t ball
Made me some cash
So I keep coming back
Do it for y’all

Trevor
Bag full of bells and
It's looking like treasure

Link for the AM on the east and I'm
On the way back with the Mitchells, no Peggy
(Peggy) 90 in

for me
I been stepping on necks
Guaranteed step on that bitch til they can't even breathe
Being a P and a G, hoes be losing they breathe when they stand

winds declared atrocity
Overwhelming tides swallow the surface
Amidst unstable lights and growling voices

"In venom I watched you endure
Emerging for

fly y'all wings don't come off
Think that I'd come off for soft jo come on
Saw part they jaw til their jawbone come off
Hold my bonds they are Mark I am

But I had enough uh
Niggas don't like to call bluff
That tool make you k from a puff
Yeah I had enough
In the field watching for cuffs
To keep it real I

in by the day
Nike checks on me, I don't got a sponsorship
If they don't run with us, then we don't talk to em
We just been working, it's really our

tie a dollar sign (ty dollar sign if I keep singing 

Oh lord 

Spitting gimmicks you boys are sinners Tell you a saecret
Iv always had a thing for