i swim through this sea of failure, you comfort me, you carry me, you're the only one to get me through. Wherever you go, i will follow, though this
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as i swim through this sea of failure, you comfort me, you carry me, you're the only one to get me through. Wherever you go, i will follow, though this
the journey takes you all the way. As apart from any reality that you've ever seen and known. Guessing problems only to deceive the mention, Passing paths
it didn't sound quite the same, no But it let me know that my name Had never really been spoken before Before the day I've carried you Through the bridal path
over We doin' this every day, and it's all day So, follow me if you wanna feel the love, love We havin' a hell of a party Parlay, parlay, hey, this
the paper-thin And I breathe oxygen, and you rhymin' 'bout rocks again You stagnant, standin' still enough to feel the world spin I'm beginnin' to smell the end in the path
, shit I see you girl Shorty, you know [Incomprehensible] We gon' start this shit off right We got Suga D-Nice in the house tonight We gon' start this
From the forest itself comes the handle for the axe Split this wilderness, listen up, this ain't where it's at Clear a path so that you could find your
can I give you to make this thing grow? Don't turn your back now, I'm talking to you Should I pursue a path so twisted? Should I crawl defeated and gifted
children, welcome me Your sentiments is felt in me I see the future and the walking path Don't let these fool take you off your path Laugh if you need
forest before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the fields I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
key Are you able to find it? Unlock the chain, the prize you gain... Soul of the sword has spoken Wave it in the air, let it breath This perfect blance
area, stand back, nothin to see here Keep it movin (I need the area clear) Get back, stand back, back Get back (we gon' have to clear all this stuff)
beat box of must Crimson wordplay prevail, the narrator from the doorway My partners in this, have gotta be clearly obvious Known for superior form of smoke inhalation from spoken
