She tears the hole of even wider Its all the darkness up inside her Holy old yeah Your mine your everything is mine With or without a doubt Where
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" Comm: Ok there was a black man a white man and a chinnese man The black man of coarse he was po (yeah) THe white man. He was rich (uh ha) And the
the cops, we focused on beefs Spittin' all we saw was stacks of rhymes written Elite, way too smart for the system of course We know a smart free black man
don't feel right, G, no) (Havin' flashbacks) Like a man in a daze (Bugged out, man, knah mean?) (Nah, I don't wanna go, I don't want the clinic, man)
countin' the cream, burnin' the lazar spliff My man jumps out the whip with the AR 5th And we ball from plentys of parties 'cuz we start shit Parole holes
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more Less cause that be selfish No headstones Just 10 open holes in grounds And dead bodies surround me You're face down No garbage bags Not saying
10, never more Less cause that be selfish No headstones Just 10 open holes in grounds And dead bodies surround me You're face down In garbage bags
icp stands alone in the southwest ghetto zone Ah, for christ's sake Ah, you don't talk about that garbage here That's for the hell-hole where you come
never thaw out Industry tried to pigeon hole, I had to crawl out Hear my name bein' called out, nuclear fallout Full body armor with bangers, we goin' all out Garbage
on down the line Started fuckin with moonshine, all kind of wines Stood in front of the liquor house so I can get mine, from old timers Buy me a drank man
see And when I ask you softly Oh what the real man saw As I hit the roof again Oh what the dreamer saw The street still screams of garbage thoughts
on the corner Hangin' out, I said, "Hey, You can hang around these garbage cans Some other day!" They said, "Man is this cool What you tryin' to do?"
Full of holes and mostly torn That's the only way it should be Oscar has a newspaper 13 months old A wrapped fish in it, all smelly and cold From garbage