thought she heard a sound It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to knock her down As Esther stood and shook her head the joggers were approaching
am. I thought it was the news rushing down the wires, happy in death and fashion, spinning yo-yos and clacking its jaw, raising its eyes, mimicking dogs at play. The sun shuts down
the beat, you tasting defeat Whipping the waste from my cleets, between the space in your teeth 'Erogation, facial features all hung down That little dumb frown is perfect for salt water to run down
When it all comes down the line And the lights they turn to greed And you race off with your tyres screamin' Rollin' thunder And the people choke with
He called out in Arabic to announce our arrival And after some scuffling inside a lamp was lit And the changing angle of light in the wide crack under the door Signalled the approach
heaven's touched the earth then Thirstin' a perch on a bursted curse But I don't confide wine and water chose me Bored, lasso down Polaris, let the glow
soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light... Part Three: Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the earth When
soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light... Part Three Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the earth
in the sinkhole, It's sunrise up on the hill. The thieves are sleeping in hades palm, And they're keeping very still. It's summer in winterhaven, And the earth
seaters Make y'all get nuts like a cell block filled with dick beaters Make my approach then shorty's bagged like coach Cut on the lights if she ain't
sniff coke and others be gettin' dusted City lights, a minute with new books to read I feed my man lock down, my physicals and my seeds I ain't got shit
you thought it was safe to make records The rap duo is back, it's time to start wreckin E double swingin high *scratch* I'm swingin low Washin wannabees down
When it all comes down the line And the lights they turn to greed And you race off with your tyres screaming Rolling thunder And the people choke with
knew the route Unified a buck, in a war truck The God rolling up as usual New l.p. shaking the rear view Slowly approaching the gate Smelling the God
's sane 'Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain Oxygen levels, check it, hydrogen levels, check it Nitrogen levels, check it Twenty-thousand leagues down
can't think planet from the my control theory (my control theory) Murder in the first bring 'em back down to earth (back down to earth) Ya'll niggas don
on dealing with life, Its ups and its downs, Its troubles and its strifes, Now I'm sure you've had times when you've felt down or angry, Wanted to lash