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[Sample from Memoirs of the Traveler" by The Jaggerz] [The Game] Second floor my hotel im rollin up bout to blaze And zone out to this Frankie Beverly

Handsome as life He's our lord and we trust in him To move like the wind As our friend and guardian. The elements and oceans congregate on his brow

the toothless kiss of skeletons and the summer hail I'm the king of nails I drink my liquor from the palm of a child who spoke in tongues and smelled

Help the poor, won't you help poor me Have a heart won't you baby listen to my plead I need you so much, I need your care Need all the loving baby you

He was the King of trees keeper of the leaves A deep green God of young love stained memory We used to meet by him far from the hustling town I loved

Swift and true, straight to my heart Love has come courting and I'm back there again I pour myself a brand new start Glad to be falling for the beauty

Words come easy Behind a screen When there's no interface-to-face To be seen King of Insects You eat your own Atop an anthill You call your throne Kingdom

Well hail Caesar Horses in the Senate Where did the eagles fly Back in the German woods ? Lost by the walking wounded Fleeing the devils of the

Excellency, by the time you read this I'll be gone. Long gone. Gone long. No longer adorned in robes, nor the finest of armor. Wayward grows a light