it, in 94 I'll kick the hit and if I was in front of Shakespear, battle a punk and take his shit. I'm not having it, bust a narrative and come to get
Roamin through the forest as the hardest lyrical artist Black women you are not a bitch you're a Goddess Let it be known, you can lean on KRS-One Like a
A.G.D. that's not a trick [Pre-chorus/First chorus:] Artistics great destruction that what the A.G.D. does stand for real Alcoholic game dead that what the A.G.D
begin to let loose again The bullets like duck, duck, goose, stuck In the middle of the frame, buck With a little bit a game, stuck And it's a muthafuckin
be sad D.A.R.L.I.N.G. In this harbor of a room You'll find your anchor soon In the parting of our ways May it never happen, anyway In the highest blackened moon There'd
I don't wanna be me, I just wanna be free I don't wanna be me, I just wanna be free Going down the ozone, lookin' for a new home Tryin' to cope with
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a elderly condo He got a room on the thirteenth floor with a bed Grandpa didn't need to complain on nursing Three times a day a meal and sometimes a
sexy Stuck in a junction of transparent corridors Lost in a jungle between indexes Multifarious structures and intricated patterns A paradian of systematic
fix of cyclic icons In the land of nod The orb of angels And the horns after gods Adored through a needle Opulent kinetic sculptures Visualized
Seducer sun shine on me Familiar scene, fever dream, hallucination This beauty of paradise Even pigs might fly We're all mesmerised like flies 'round
Under the dark sky we stand Under heavy rain we walk Your hand in mine, my eyes in tears Here where heaven is forgiven Here where tears have no name [
The black iris devours pictures in silence The image of devils light my consonance The I of consolation The eye of consolidation Graves are the garden
Inhale/exhale Inhale the injected voice Inhale the exhaled Inhale/exhale Inhale/exhale Exhale the inhaled Inhale/exhale And released the liquids in drops
Night swells to distant spheres Silent throat of unholy times The withering wind deep down here Flesh of the gods bleeding as light Here in the environs
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, Jesus died for you and me H-I-J-K-L-M-N, Jesus died for sinful men, AMEN! O-P-Q-R-S-T-U, I believe God's word is true, V-W, God has promised