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team coats, can't play ball. Stare at me as I walk down the hall Call me a fag Say that I'm gay but who's the one getting laid? Fuck you, who's who!
wear team coats, can't play ball. Stare at me as I walk down the hall Call me a fag Say that I'm gay but who's the one getting laid? Fuck you, who's who
Belies the fate of those who never ran Well I know its hard for you To know the reason why And I know you'll understand More when it's time to die
fight Every dog will have its day As the turning wind will change Seven precious deadly sins Brotherhood of innocence Who you are and how you live There’s
so important to the plot The big picture unseen Leaving life un between Destroyed and overwrought There's no need to point the finger We understand who
's impurity In ecstasy my tears fell like autumn silver rain Now I stand above the human race I've solved it all, the mystery of night It's revealed
it's guttering glow And death comes through these streets like a scandal Bent up and beaten, oh, a bitter body blow And in bars and shaded back rooms Those who
see clear It's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'all Yeah, check it, yo The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels It's unseen or heard,
felt collusion Before the guise, of false memories respite Respite through the haze of cocaine's glory I smoke and I smoke the blue vial's glory To forget
on America's pastures of green? And did that anthropocentric God wane with their thoughts and Beliefs all unseen? I don't think so, he's up there with
Next get the chair got me goin' like General Electric And the lights are blinkin', I'm thinkin' It's all over when I go out drinkin' Ohh, makin' my mind slow That's
hectic Next, get the chair, got me goin' like General Electric And the lights are blinkin', I'm thinkin' It's all over when I go out drinkin' Oh, makin' my mind slow That's
(This, this, this) (Should be played at high volume) (Preferably in a residential...) Life's a bitch, life's a bitch But I'ma keep the pussy wet (Yep
your only son But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who's gonna dream the impossible dream