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作曲 : POS |
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In a world where world ends at the end of your block/ |
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and them uh little whirlwinds spin friction round the clock/ |
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I be savage hunt and gather the average rather cadaver/ |
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Cock back hammer spatter matter all over cell phone and calendar/ |
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No peace/ yeah/ in the middle of a war zone/ |
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riddle when the norm thinks slow/ |
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no sleep/ yeah/ with the shades down low/ |
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on the down low fighting with a dream/ |
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I creep/ yeah/ all my secrets please/ I dont need to speak/ |
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paranoid like a man in the land of the free/ |
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to set up and let us burn turn cheek/ |
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damn/ stop like the octagon top of your block (ultimate fight?)/ |
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Im gone off my rock no songs no more locked/ |
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just a little bit of prison/ sneakin up on us/ |
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we wont listen til there isnt any more of us/ |
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theys days we quick to part ways/ with rights like okay/ here/ |
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but lets be clear for the record/ I did not sign up for lock down/ |
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or any kind of shock and awe now/ Im so bored |
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you must have forgot just who you were dealing with/ |
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nothing less than aggression so naked/ |
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so crystal clear with a/ trust in absolutely ****ing nothing but Doomtree/ |
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step up your thought game lames/ we all thirsty/ |
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Its like they leave us no option/ |
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walkin these streets here just watching/ |
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these preachers speak from their pockets/ |
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these teachers reach but cant stop it/ |
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seedlings so poisoned so lost just/ |
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following prophets to nonsense/ |
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tossin whats right to the dust/ |
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and I aint no casualty/ got no surface with spotless morality/ |
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my dirt might have to cover up my grave/ |
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but I keep (my) (a) fear of faith/ and filth clutter (up) my cave/ |
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got me lookin for my disinfectant/ |
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(I dont know how to behave) (god)/ Im bored |
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you must have forgot just who you were dealing with/ |
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nothing less than aggression so naked/ |
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so crystal clear with a/ trust in absolutely ****ing nothing but Doomtree/ |
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step up your thought game lames/ we all thirsty/ |
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