"O"s I'd break their windows with a stone that has a note attatched that says "I hate Jim Crow, and here's a poem to let you know the haps:" "I've got
a pace with your shovelers meals, like not a farmer among us had a harvest survive the winter. So dinner is split a lima bean in triplets. Pick a winner
s round at God's place for a meal. God preparest a table before Ronnie In the presence of Ronnie's enemies God annointest Ronnies' head with oil Ronnie
a hurricane breeze Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note She's gone with the man in the long black coat Somebody seem him hangin' around At the old
my fevered state I swore that from some remote depth there came a Great crash of metal Like a great Bronze gate Clanging shut whose reverberations swelled
easy, but that's the way it is. So here's a story from A to Z, you wanna get with me you gotta listen carefully, We got Em in the place who likes it
safe Memories live out in the time,in the place The way he smelled,the way he smiled The evil she even recognized as a child Hand on her throat, sting of a
what they were ordered to do. Today it still stands like a giant tombstone, a monument to a time long gone. To the old lady beggars with their faces
Strait My dream was identical seven nights in a row I saw a sideways 8 wrapped around a microphone Extraterrestrial Isotopic ratios A broke Scientist in his Lab with no place
complexity comes in Maybe we in modern uh civilization haven't really connected with this understanding" [Canibus:] This is never been done before with a
people every day Work hard to find a way for a kind of place where I wanna stay. And yet I'm pretty sure that there are so much more That wanna shut
in a pace with your shovelers meals, like not a farmer among us had a harvest survive the winter. So dinner is split a lima bean in triplets. Pick a winner
do what they were ordered to do. Today it still stands like a giant tombstone, a monument to a time long gone. To the old lady beggars with their faces
