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It s dark at four p.m. in Leeds
The steeples pierce the skylight till the last of it bleeds
The absent sound of another day as it recedes
Into the shadows, until it s nothing

Fax papers slipped under the hotel room door
Like food for the prisoner and the prospect to the whore
Well-fed and halfway drunk I ache myself for more
Until I m shadows of myself, until I m nothing

Sixteen black churches burning on the TV
All the way from Texas to Tennessee
Politician locks my eye and says to me
There is no crisis here there s no conspiracy

I crave inertia every move made so I can stop
Whatever this madness is in me spinning like a top
On a bed of anxiety over a deep dark drop
Down into nothingness, into without-you-ness

Was it ever so the evil creeped like ivy
A toehold on the stronger half of nature s dichotomy
I m beating back a path through nothing more than pure insistence
So here becomes the distance

Hold my head love, I m sick tonight
Find the open hole and press your fingers there with all your might
Before the last ounce of my spirit bleeds
Onto the pristine sheets of the hotel bed in Leeds

Tell you my love where to hide me away
tell you my love where to find me again
why cry, leggy smile I never had
star inner style
golden dreams that passed me by

Tell you my love reckless nights passed away
as I tried not to hate
I won...

At any given moment
You could be gone
I swear I need a weather vane
A sweeter warning

Of all the roles I ve taken
There isn t anyone that I wouldn t play
For another morning

Well it ain t wrong baby
Cause it dares me to say
I belong here, it just is, that s all

While you...

[Fuzzy] Yo yo what s up B?
[Brandy] What s up bro, how ya doin ?

[Fuzzy] What s up yo, yo I m alright
You know this is the last day of the album

[Brandy] Sweet but just don t think it s...

[Intro]
It s kinda hard sayin this shit to ya face
So I do it over snares and bass
Music take me away

[Verse One]
young boy, I know you love me like you never loved
you know you couldnt find a better thug
and uh, you been peepin me since I was younger
so young that you...

Yo! C mon, c mon
[Fame] It s the M, dot O, dot P, ohh!
[Will] M, dot O, dot P, ohh!
[both] M, dot O, dot P
FIYAH! FIYAH!

[Chorus One: M.O.P.]
[Fame] Now, fill yo cups up (PUT IT IN...