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I found no people killing time, so I found time for killing people |
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I found no rhythm I would rhyme so I rhymed rhythm for the people |
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And if you wait on me, I'll be free one day |
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And if you wait on me, I'll be free one day |
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Contemplating genocide, upstairs waving scared of people |
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Afraid the feeling hasn't died, it gets lonely for my people |
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And if you wait on me, I'll be free one day |
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And if you wait on me, I'll be free one day |
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And if you wait on me, I'll be free one day |
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And if you wait on me, I'll be free one day |
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People always drifting out of pain |
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They cannot hold onto nothing else |
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Fingers bleed on the concrete walls leaving only one nail for someone to see |
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Only one nail screaming to be, so many fingers pointing at me |
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I found no people killing time, so I found time for killing people |
