Can't Let Go

Stick around just like cigarette smoke. Like a dream i fell asleep but i never woke. They say you bad but i just can't let go. You get me high like cocaine make my heart race.

Coma

[Verse 1]. . Its kinda funny ain't it, attention must of shifted in the room cause them others hating/ got a body like boom with eyes that could stop the matrix/ wit an ass so fat you could make a Nigga think you famous/ baby I could dig it you wanna lay up in the bed hit the hookah while we switch positions/ need ventilation hit dab city one time rather get freaky girl let's admit it/ a little buddy told me that you were into red wine/ a blunt of OG before bedtime/ ain't no time like the present/ and right now baby is the right time/ looking like you thinking pretty hard pick a life line/ wanna get stone yeah baby that's a like wise/ make me wanna eat that thang up like a pot pie/ mama told me never trust them chickens with the nice thighs hol up/ stir it up Just like that Marley song/ then hit the blunt straight to the face until that Marley gone/.

Concord

You wait, but nothing around returns to yourself in better ever. Hands up wearing the garments right to regret the falling weather. You came up with an invitation typed in the brightest manners saying.

Cool Like This

Crush On You

Columbus Suite: To The Port

Code #829

Comme Le Rêve

Cry Like Birds

Funereal bells toll in thickening silence. Only statues listen to warfare sirens. . It's a sickening curse. Altars cry like birds. For a hungering hearse.

Cuts

Cuts on wrists. Cuts on hips. Cuts on that. Cuts on this. . It's a drunken people's morning curse. Drunken people's morning curse. . This is a hand that cuts me stripes.

Come Sunday

Ooh. . Lord, dear Lord above, God almighty,. God of love, please look down and see my people through.. . I believe that God put sun and moon up in the sky..

Choppas

Civilization Collapse

Let there be darkness. Let there be blood tonight. Let there be riots. Come start the fires tonight. . Can't you see, our people have got no choice. But to fight them back.

Come And See Me (remix)

Curve

Caverna Armanica (act I) (interlude)

Pitta pat, pitta pat, hear the rain fall down on the tarmac. Tarmac, Tarmac, Tarmac, Tarmac. Pitta pat, pitta pat, hear the rain on your door step. Door step, door step, don't step.

Closer

Closer: Artistry In Rhythm

Come Back Down (for My Sister)