The 5th great was epic citywide test pressure The pre-crack era!
Mr. Schollmen, what a prick, attitude matches wardrobe, uglier then sin.
This is bed stuy 82'.. 9th floor 3 tiny rooms one view. Buck-town, Roosevelt house they green grass is green our green grass is brown.
Shots rang my phone wasn't touchtone a heavy beef in the street ET had to flee
grey heavens! good grief! hungry bellies! bright gold on they teeth!
The windows on the Ave look like sad eyes they fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by and if you dare to stand, you can see em cry
you can watch em scowl feel them prowl while and study every inch about you fast math measuring what you amount to
The laughter, the screams! the numeral, the song of Psalms the book of dreams!
ends don't meet where the arms can't reach mean streets even when its free it ain't cheap. on going saga, terminal diagnosis, basic survival requires super heroics.
No space in the budget for a cape. it's when you gotta fly by night to save the day
crash-landings routinely happen some survive, others never rise from the ashes.
watching asphalt and observing the Sabbath. creates an ecstatic and there you have it
from teenage love praying in tongue strange fruit, batty boots and native drums
from hence I come so here we go signs and wonders all along the road
some lies open some lies close some stretchers role with no lies at all. some riders don't know what they riding for
hands on the wheel and their mind is gone wherever you ride, whatever your lane, this road called life is a beautiful thing
And we are alive in amazing times delicate hearts, diabolical minds
revelations, hatred, love and war. and more and more and more and more and more of less than ever before it's just too much more for your mind to absorb
It's scary like hell, but there's no doubt we can't be alive in no time but... NOW!!!
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