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A CLOWN IN THE RAIN: The Robin Black Story

by Robin Black

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heartthrobrob hi there! Just here to remind you that SWEETHEART GRIPS is only one rhyme scheme throughout the entire song. ok bye ;) Favorite track: Dojo (Interlude).
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Martyr Syrup 01:15
teks to necks  execs impressed but look at what we manifested 
deep like MC hammer sets my family stressed checks anorexic explicit how they channel X rolexes ambidextrous stressed gen X perspective Effervescent SF tech invesments
 scammers skeptic  hands r antiseptic Mannie Fresh grammy acceptin wit reckless abandon like Pandasex sketchin jammin sessions have Um Jammer Lammy panties wet since Psychomantis nanotech since landin on planet Namek  through Aniplex Kenny Omega suplexes lexical cathexis extra reps and stretches  weapons  schlepped to The Nexus threat assesin no ethics questioned the second you second guess em “send text” Semtex intestines  

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Zucker Free 01:30
not much to brag about i just go hard like Dragon House Robin Black this bay shit will never die I'm in the mothafuckin house like 11-5  came to Dolores wit a box of swishers make a SF with her hand throws it up in pictures we were teens Thizz had us tweakin now the hyphy movement in that same chair Keak in
 side shows all night til the morning still gettin hyphy high fees for performing I knew on the day that they elect Donald Trump id have to be the bays Jay Electronica 
 Frisco Tats when i got cash peak in Crazy Horse when i walk past  20 years rappin thought tha shit would end crazy now i gotta live  to hold my friends babies just some no name  bargain like im well known Harden in the garden  and im chargin like a cell phone
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Miracle Shop 02:43
Im back america  read some Jacques Derrida saucin like marinana rare New Era wearer coolin like aloe vera shallow era aura american terraformer former swordbearer floorer Cuervo pourer sharer the more the merrier sure a pair of poor, bored  barriered area  explorers Snorin through ya choruses dare to do more than enforce your generic snare endorsed hysteria the fuck is up? What ya peers quote? what ya lyrics invoke? set fire to a rhyme book i appear in the smoke
 fingers dusty record crate combin through til its fur on my shoulder like Sesshomaru friends invested in me like family "just try ya best to be the best, the best MC you can be" so reckless  when i stepped to the mic now i catch the beat like water catches the light 
 
 
 
 

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War photographer morphin as more ganja burn drawn to endorphins  dwarfin my poor moms concerns
 Porsche speedometers north a poor Bon Iver pores of adored war monger conquerors horned forefathers Whores moron spawn emerge boron short sword of Zordon is drawn to merk opps from the Omniverse shaman of many of monikers feel like William Onyeabor Encores on tours on the Verge Parmesan launderer donnin lawns wit exotic birds snort on laura palmer Forbes Commas on Monty burns record in Suites like horchata, Otter Pops or Guava Kerns jot like Dr bronners dasvidanya boss fog traversed Forlorn philosoper i sported warty palms at birth Oxford doctor dockers chocolate socks chocolate watch and shirt got the the sauce where officers profits turn til Pac return picture me rollin photoshoppin the top off the Vert through the optic nerve in Rakim Allahs Oculars no botched jobs observed semi auto glock a burst spot son like Gosamyr awkward as a goth in church Shawn wit the rockers mock hawks n hawk mocking birds
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ima be there later Zak got that loud like upstairs neighbors MAGAs Baba Yaga Rob is odd and off his rocker reachin for Pina coladas my penis in Prada boxers coconut interiors coked up coconspirators folks open beers cheers heres to no superior cheers to no superiors rest in peace Noray Ihope my motives mirror yours I' m stubborn im a taurus ima come back like chorus they wana sit they ass in that throne but i spit that Dracarys  like a diabolic spider crawlin  through the walls ima try and die a darlin giant dollar signs involved  cant stop til i see guap fill my PO Box leave u pussies wetter than Usain Bolt's socks punk ass bitch ass mark ass  spark that hit that sick as Sars get that kid that spit that get back shit and trip when he spit them bars empowerin those who never cowered or froze and when my blood hit the soil watch a thousand flowers grow

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They used to say I couldn’t...That was 4 albums ago.

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released February 1, 2021

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