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Guided by the divine I move in spaces without time In so many words I’ll tell you that I’m fine Smoking this slow death With a solo cup Full of liquid that only gets better with time, The wild haired baby preacher Part time lady pleaser Never too good for lil Ceasars After a long night of love songs And unforced bonds Til this day I hold my tongue …I shall never speak the words of hate I often still feel cursed It just may be my fate To build bridges over water I’ll never swim again Came a long way From blowing in the wind And now I hardly rock with anyone Cause I don’t have time to play pretend, Being my brothers keeper And my moms first speaker I have alot on my plate So I really can’t relax If Blue Benjamin’s Aren’t in my account by friday.. I smile now When Ï see my moms face Cause she really all I got, But I wish I could go back To when we would just couch kick it Back To that night you was pink blouse trippin Back To when me and the homies Would just mob down battle creek Looking for a ray of sunshine And a plug to cop some **** Yeah I know **** ain’t same The world feels different by the day And at this point all I can say Is I hope you haven’t lost your way..
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC
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Guided by the divine I move in spaces without time In so many words I’ll tell you that I’m fine Smoking this slow death With a solo cup Full of liquid that only gets better with time, The wild haired baby preacher Part time lady pleaser Never too good for lil Ceasars After a long night of love songs And unforced bonds Til this day I hold my tongue …I shall never speak the words of hate I often still feel cursed It just may be my fate To build bridges over water I’ll never swim again Came a long way From blowing in the wind And now I hardly rock with anyone Cause I don’t have time to play pretend, Being my brothers keeper And my moms first speaker I have alot on my plate So I really can’t relax If Blue Benjamin’s Aren’t in my account by friday.. I smile now When Ï see my moms face Cause she really all I got, But I wish I could go back To when we would just couch kick it Back To that night you was pink blouse trippin Back To when me and the homies Would just mob down battle creek Looking for a ray of sunshine And a plug to cop some **** Yeah I know **** ain’t same The world feels different by the day And at this point all I can say Is I hope you haven’t lost your way..
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC
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