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作词 : Baskerville, Jameson, Stone |
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My mom is in the bedroom, cryin again |
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Sister's on the street corner, lyin again |
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Just heard about another one of my ******z dyin again |
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I'm tryin again to make moves.. |
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I'll be damned if we go hungry |
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Ever since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to me |
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This song you see is like an ode to god |
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That he blessed my last breath to be allah u akbar |
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And this city is hard, tenement buildings are barred |
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Incarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomes |
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Time for war i'm tryin to score like bernard king |
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My vocal box sling verbal ******* like the government |
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I told you i'd hurt the music |
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Travellin back, bustin shots at {blank} before christ was persecuted |
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Mathematically we live at right angles |
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****** the star spangled, the makers of fallen angels |
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Danglin from moon crescents, i persevere, breathe the air |
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Inhale the effervesence of life |
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This street game is stiflin i'm triflin upholdin a rifle |
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Peerin from behind the eyes of god, we at odds with ourselves |
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What is it worth when this - barren metropolis prevail |
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Scale the walls of hell - trail of a octopus.. |
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I seen it all through the eyes of a needle |
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Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people |
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******z'll never learn (*******t) we just concern about |
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Who's ****** who, when time is of significance |
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Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent |
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Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal |
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Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil |
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Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel |
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[prince poetry] |
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Incarcerated scarfaces in all places |
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Crack sales rise, failed lives, cops and robber car chases |
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Y-2-k ****** up, you're left faceless |
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Hustlers bury money in garcia vega cigar cases |
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Give the drummer some, pianos, guitar basses |
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Trumpet in tune, pharoahe and prince legitimate reasons |
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For why they thumpin - hi i'm the most endangered species |
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By all means, survival is what i teach these |
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First time offenders catchin seven to fifteen |
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Now my vision of life, is hell and heaven on split screen |
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Bust your *******t like mitch greene (snitch) i switch scenes |
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Bring drama to that ass, that's how we on it in queens |
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What? stray bullets continue shatterin dreams, batterin spleens |
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I'm gatherin schemes, had only cream just as bad as a fiend |
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Take food from a table and get drunk to your death |
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Now feel it in your heart from the love in my breath |
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I seen it all through the eyes of a needle |
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Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people |
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******z'll never learn (*******t) we just concern about |
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Who's ****** who, when time is of significance |
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Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent |
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Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal |
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Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil |
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Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel |