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Out of the body into the sky
All of these dreams keep me wondering why
Is there a message in all that I see?
My intuition is guiding me
A man with an owl on his chest brought me to the quay
Showed me the fishermen by the water on their fancy boats of misery
They all talked of fortune, they all talked of fame
He just walked on by put his line in and shake
Out came a fish cut and ready to eat
He looked in my eyes and began to speak
He said take what you need and then go
How did I get in the desert
The city of angels has tossed me away
Lost on my own so far from the waves
A language of color invading my space
Clouded with fear
Why am I here
Who’s out to get me
Nothing is clear
For a moment in time I get some reception
And suddenly I just know
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THIS IS REAL
04:20
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I know that it seems impossible
And it’s working out very slow
But let me assure you
This is Real
This is Real
They say we are all sinners
But what we did is worse
She could make it easy
I think she wants it to hurt
It’s a hard one to swallow
You have to tell her
This Is Real
I wanna drift away
Somewhere to cure the pain
This is something that can grave you
This is ours for sure
This is something that can save you
This is real
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RETARDED OWL
03:51
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Hey You in the tree with the googly eyes
Oh you haven’t eatin yet the sun will rise soon
All the creatures stare they have no fear
It’s funny to believe the hunter lives inside
You think you are the owl
Cause the water has reflection
Rats seem so cunning
Not making the connection
Other point of view at least you can fly
Oh Retarded Owl you better eat
Or ya gonna die
Hoot Hoot goes the owl
Hoot Hoot in the night
Hoot Hoot in the dawn
They all see you coming
Oblivious you are
Blame it on the seasons
Blame it on the stars
Just can’t get those talons wrapped around the meat
You keep on smiling
Don’t recognise defeat
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TIME KILLAZ
my times been wasted, i been lyin on the side of pavement.
im tired of waitin, abomination my heart is racin.
i see myself on the beach side with a whiskey bottle.
hittin throttles and gettin tipsy with sixty models.
but that aint happenin tonight so fuck it.
despite my budget im still livin this life, i love it.
these time wasters never stickin to they word.
so im still within the system while they chillin in the burbs.
and as far as they concerned, im a hooligan thats ludacris
im used to it i do this shit my crews usually loser pissed.
what can i say im just a product of my hardened passed
breakin fuckin bottles you can mop up all the shards of glass.
you tell me one thing but then you go do the other.
ill break ya drum set in half and make your vocalist suffer.
welcome to the gates of hell, merk is like the mastermind
and me and lucid afterlife are here to break you bastards spines
Time, they wanna waste Time
Left after death?
Your bills and your name
unless ya lucid
then crew illuminated in the brain
once again it's been stated by astrological scrolls
That Nat Jack & Merkules would be born to break the mould
It's been surfacing through certain sources
I'm a sorcerer focusing five major forces
this chorus speaks of Horus
scope of its important among a chosen few
wait I think this box for you
tick talk talk Boom
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