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before. His golden arm dispatching cards. But now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger. And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter. Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter. Ah you
deaf. But still remains. Upon the beach where hound dogs bay. At ships with tatooed sails. Heading for the Gates of Eden. . With a time-rusted compass blade. Alladin and his lamp. Sits with
why I'm staying here. Oh, I know that now, that's why I'm staying here Leave the secret talks on the trundle bed. Leave the garden tools in the rusted shed. Leave those bad ideas in your troubled
deaf. But still remains. Upon the beach where hound dogs bay. At ships with tatooed sails. Heading for the Gates of Eden. . With a time-rusted compass blade. Alladin and his lamp. Sits with
ruin what was shining now it's all rusted. Did you have to hit me? when I'm weak baby I couldn't breathe. It rubbed in so deep. Salt in the wound like you're laughing right at me. Oh, it's so sad to
. Ready to fly, you and I. Here we go. Here we go This pair of wing's worn and rusted. From too many years by my side. They can carry me, swear to be sturdy and strong. But see, turning them on still
Jesus knocking on my door. Late last night and early this morning. Window glass, rusted and weary. I went straight through. Didn't hear no warning. . Just a roll of the dice. And a precious
he'd go Well now that papa's gone away it's hanging by the flue. The top of it's rusted and the strings are rusty too. It won't ever sound the way that it did when it was new. When papa played the
seams. Along the way. The rusted signs. Left just for me He was guiding me. Love, his own way. Now the man of the hour. Is taking his final bow. As the curtain comes down. I feel that this is just
stammered and he stuttered pathetically. And this is what he said to me. He said, "The woman piaba and the man piaba. and the Ton Ton call baka lemon grass,. The lily root, gully root, belly root uhmm,. And
deep enough to find the root. All I'm doin is, all I'm doin is yankin out the leaves. . You say your sin keeps poppin up. You thought you'd killed it all last week. Because you told yourself you'd
, that hard. Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got. Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance. Everybody loves to root for a nuisance, hit
your people, power is stronger than voo doo and evil. I'm immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needle. Still trying to figure out, why I do, the crimes I do. With the minds IQ, of an
gorilla. So he turn another wife into a widow. Which turned another son into a bidder. Root of all evil it's all lethal. Injection without interjecting for people. Fall back but ain't no kush around
! Rasta Children gonna make it. . We will always share nuh care how meager the meal. Always speak the truth nuh care how ego wi' feel. I and I a root nuh care weh people believe. Don't you ever give up
into my teens. The moment that the world took a * upon my dreams. Cause money is the root, and love is all we had. In fact, I'm glad, I had a rich dad, poor dad Bridge
. Good round with that black truck. But don't steer back that white *. Money, it's the root of all evil. I'm just tryna feed my people. Couple ounces for these sneakers, I'm on. Been getting all this
?. Matter fact, what's a dollar to ya? Is it a paper painted green. or the root of all evil like your father schooled you?. They wanna bill me quick, niggaz wanna kill me quick. Gotta spend a buck for
* something if you don't mean it, and when it comes to life. The root you been using thus far ain't working far right, take the scenic. Whatever faith you got, put it in a crook, want to hide
swarm of bees. That is how it's gonna be. Climaxing you and me. Touch the root of your soul. Let Mother Nature take control. Over us is rain and leaves. So come on girl. Let's plant these seeds, yeah. B
love or something else. It must be love or something else Still I never take for granted that what's new. Am I overstating what at root, seems cute. And more to boot, the point is moot. But up to you
heading at. Money's so * tight, the root to all them fights. She make you wanna not ever, not ever come home at night. But she know that you go off with that stripping ho. While your woman is
! You're so Pop-eye, and peanuts, and I'm so Winnie-the-Pooh. You're root beer! You're ginger ale! And I'm so lemon squash. You're so 'oh, hey bud, where's the ladies room?' and I'm so 'may I wash