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"i've seen 1078 sundays and 7 borders where the liquid meets land. i've even seen stars... now where the fuck is anti-emptiness. im leaking into stoned and severed existence. ive been consumed by my own breath"
"ive taught myself to survive a four story fall wearing a space suit and a dead englishmans socks. its a text book procedure kid, right out of the pages of the hollowed out bookwhere i once hid my paint speckled glasses... dont lose your shoes over such a simple step as hitting ground- just remember to roll..."
"It was a big deal moving my big wheel to L.I.
Had a back yard tho' shit moved slow
Caught a cat on the humble wassup wassup kid?
Ya'll be memorizin' flicks of the wild things we did
We was brick-ball niggas, six small niggas
And they knew it, and wasn't no-body runnin' through us
Steppin' in the backyard parties was a blast
Fucking up our sneakers on the wet grass
Remember getting stabbed in ya ass?
Your Moms sat us all down
Said we was niggas and clowns but it was just love
And plus love showed me that she was a diamond
Findin' out God, took a hit me dead on my heart
And made the eye water start
But you was strong, can ya hear me Huggy?
Keep your mind crystal clear when your thought gets muggy
We them easy street kids from Mr. Bryant's basement
Wishin' for the Apollo, tryin' to get dough
Now my time moves slow, ain't it all full circle?
A dove cry makes the whole scene turn purple
Remember that night you had to hide in the freezer?
For real, see them kids were real, we still ?slear?
But now we grown niggas, and we handling kids
We been since day one, and the days ain't over
Gotta share a back seat, push with the chauffer
My Pops said he's waiting for your ass in the zone
So we can fly to the land, and welcome you home
Rob-O see we good to go, you know the rest...
Don't stress, love-love baby. Ah'ight?
If you got time to give, I got time to think
See, it could all change in one eye blink
While you in the trouble water I hope ya don't sink
Don't sink, don't sink, don't sink"