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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 18, 2021 17:24:28 GMT -5
I'm in the cabinet, I am complicit in Watching him grabbin' at power and kissin' it If Washington isn't gon' listen To disciplined dissidents, this is the difference: This kid is out!
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 18, 2021 17:42:24 GMT -5
You wanna fight for your land back?
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 18, 2021 20:28:04 GMT -5
Geniuses, lower your voices You keep out of trouble and you double your choices I'm with you, but the situation is fraught You've got to be carefully taught: If you talk, you're gonna get shot!
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 19, 2021 8:54:53 GMT -5
Get your right hand man back!
Your right hand man back!
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 19, 2021 19:42:54 GMT -5
In God we trust But we'll never really know what got discussed Click-boom then it happened
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 19, 2021 20:01:23 GMT -5
They’ll surrender by early light The world will never be the same, Alexander
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 19, 2021 20:58:52 GMT -5
Burr, check what we got Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot I think your pants look hot Laurens, I like you a lot Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot... What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists? Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is!
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 19, 2021 23:09:24 GMT -5
I led my men straight into a massacre I witnessed their deaths firsthand
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 20, 2021 7:21:01 GMT -5
My name is Philip I am a poet I wrote this poem just to show it And I just turned nine You can write rhymes But you can't write mine (What!) I practice French And play piano with my mother (Uh-huh!) I have a sister, but I want a little brother (Okay!) My daddy's trying to start America's bank Un deux trois quatre cinq! (Bravo!)
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 20, 2021 10:52:36 GMT -5
Let me tell you what I wish I’d known When I was young and dreamed of glory: You have no control:
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 20, 2021 15:13:15 GMT -5
I've been in Paris meeting lots of different ladies... I guess I basically missed the late eighties... I traveled the wide, wide world and came back to this…
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 20, 2021 15:44:52 GMT -5
I know that we can win I know that greatness lies in you But remember from here on in
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 20, 2021 20:22:31 GMT -5
He's after me 'cause I'm a Schuyler sister That elevates his status, I'd Have to be naïve to set that aside Maybe that is why I introduce him to Eliza Now that's his bride Nice going, Angelica, he was right You will never be satisfied
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Post by mylungswereaching on Jul 20, 2021 20:49:14 GMT -5
The Battle of Yorktown. Seventeen Eighty-one.
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Post by sol-survivor on Jul 20, 2021 21:31:40 GMT -5
My life is gon' be fine 'cause Eliza's in it
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