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Open Lines
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Burning the books that I once loved, now..I write new ones.
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Welcome to the darkside of my mind. The album is now available, packaged and all. Contact for details. hodgesmusic@yahoo.com HOLLA
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Peak #378
Peak in subgenre #30
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Beat: Insiduous Productions
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December 10, 2003
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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another lonely night, its just me and the sadness dropping tears onto page arraning the anguish I`ve managed to get myself this far down the road but the more that I write, I find me drowned in the flow Im counting the jokes, cause they dont understand so many people talking shit it makes me wonder man I`ve respected my friends, neglected the trends let the sentence express but infected by ses in a twisted world, it makes it hard to breath I try to reach the people and make them a part of me but everytime that I, rip it on a stage the very thought that I, shouted out my name gives me a feeling that, I touched a piece of you so acknowledge that I, only speak the truth I write sad poems, but Ive been glad to flow em watch the raps groweth within my path of hoping the more that I write, I see that the scriptures were telling me the way, the way to the finish so here I am waiting, looking at the sky connecting the spirit with the wings of our lives connection the spirit with the wings of sunshine the thought of tomorrow kept me rocking out to tempo but every night is like death is knocking at my window I see it all for deepness, blocking out the simple sometimes Im just speechless, a hostage in the riddle think about the afterlife, I hope its amazing in the meantime, I`ll blend with the ocean of faces I`ll smile in my destiny knowing that I made it but the present is the now man Im focused on the changing I keep my stogun loaded with ammo of love Im trapped in the music, my example of drugs the words slide wickedly, attacking the dumb throw my fists in the sky until I vanish in the sun man he dranketh from the blood, now its our turn to bleeed man he rose from the dead, now its our turn to dream I can talk to God nobody can stop me so listen as I play the piano softly our lives have the wings using spirit and connection looking at the sky, Im waiting for the exit until the day Im finished, I`ll never find the way even though the scirptures have written its escape lets fly fly, look up at the sky trace the expression of everything that I feel feel, the universe I see the more that I look, I can feel inside of me lets fly fly, look up at the sky and grasp eternal wings of our lives
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