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about, every night about 11.00 Every night about, every night about, every night about 11.00 Every night about, every night about, every night about 11

There's a book by an author named Carol S. Pearson from the mid-70s called The Hero Within: Six Archetypes We Live By Even though it's nearly forty years

From the center of nowhere Atop the shoulders of giants Above the creeping fog of disinformation that clouds the American union This is Will 'O the

As I've been cleaning up around here, I've been thinking about the ten plus years I've spent talking to you every night. I've got the original microphone

(Track 4 on "Rotator") Love Hidden in my mind Let it out to shine I'm calling out your name And running in the rain I love to turn you on The dream

'ma try to teach (9) You could be deep and, wind up kinda deep, yeah (10) Can only make a soldier outta me (12) No amount of sleep can, mold you into what you tryna be (11

't nothing but a stupid ass motherfucker 9 Go ahead and start your shit, start your pleito 10 But you'll find that you'll lose when you fuck with San Diego 11

these last days yah better prepare for war yah better prepare for warX2 Bizzy: better prepare, better be ready for wutever little b still be gettin Scurdy and 11

cell. I got 25 minutes to go. And in 25 minutes I'll be in Hell. I got 24 minutes to go. Well, they give me some beans for my last meal. 23 minutes