4: Iris I liked deathrow hiphop

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4: Iris I liked the way my hand looked on your head In the presence of my hiphop knuckles But the beauty of hiphop this vision alone Just like yesterday's sunset Has been perverted by the sentimental And mistaken for love The felix of your truth will always break it And the iris of your eye will always shake it And the armies, the armies I have created Will always hate it Will always bait you on I liked the way my hiphop hand looked on your head In the presence of my struggle But the beauty of this vision alone I can't shake from my tree just yet It keeps invading all my private moments Listen to me now The felix of your truth will always break it And the iris of your eye will always shake it And the armies, the armies I have created Will always hate it Always bait you on Until I take their flags Until I take their flags 5: Lightning Crashes Lightning crashes, a new mother cries Her placenta falls to the floor The angel opens her eyes The confusion sets in Before the doctor can even close the door Lightning crashes, an old mother dies Her intentions fall to the floor The angel closes her eyes The confusion that was hers Belongs now, to the baby down the hall Oh now feel it comin' back again Like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind
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