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paradice
used to think it's simpler than that
wasn't that long ago
that i felt the ocean's stars flowin' through the last hope

you cannot relate to my style
i flow like a lazy pedofile
who jerks it to pictures of himself without a beard
baby faced bald menace
now the conversation's gettin' weird
eazy lady
spread them lips and make some room
i appreciate the effort now ride it like a broom
cast a spell on my dick
got a shooting denial
face it baby im gonna
make this effort ass lickin' style
ass lickin' style

used to think a nightmare in the clouds was bunk
but now i've sunk
neva' used to fly this way
trippin' with the wildflowers
but now it's gone, ain't neva' comin' back
rain swells daggerin' down with it's last might
an ocean's bite in the dark
electric salt floatin' by
i'm gonna catch a notha' fish
the ocean flows where there's no summer left at all
the ice floats where there's no summer left at all

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from HARD TIMES, released March 12, 2012
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