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Days Away Ideas

it used to be Now we're just wasting our time Well, I've got these great ideas that you never heard That you never tried to see and before I even walked away

I've got a book of mathes I've got a can of kerosene I've got some bright ideas involving you and me i don't blame you for walking away i'd do the same

rode high in the crown of the metropolis Shinin, like who on top of this? People was tusslin, arguin and bustlin Gangstaz of Gotham hardcore hustlin I'm wrestlin with words and ideas

baby cant you see They don't know about you and me... I got an idea we should get away Somewhere with the view of the ocean for a couple of days All

up to the Ozone, whoa is the nigga Who couldn't catch my name in the rhyme I just configured I'm a trick his breath away from a potent display Wrote this for days

I get back, I'ma bounce straight to your crib On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound Wit a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town Now, three days

word from the start with such ideas come and such ideas cause a spark that will set a blaze and leave the embers red until the end of days. Where are

it to stop They said that we should build new umbrellas because we are stuck in our own rut I say, blow away the rain clouds, for the new horizon is

One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger. An outlet for emotions stockpiled,