why even try its time to die the hell of myself is enough to defy thoughts and plans of the next man and neighbor its all in the hands of us now you catch its vapor its been on this boat long enough to float through hurricane winds and in the end still provoke thoughts to actions actions to flyline ive heard a few things its the beauty of mindgear 'sides much upfront as you possibly can a handshake aint nothing but the shake of two hands business is business and friends are friends whenever mixed the two and if you do their bound to end its sour notes for sour songs and about the hope but i hope for the wrong see im all about the truth and the few that i trust so close to your dome the wisdom discussed
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who wears the crown came to tear your kingdom down you rule the wild how we 'bout to rule the town you running now go ahead hide yourself hold your pride we'll leave you with nothing else the end is now x8
its gun denied to take your bazooka its head to head combat or just simply shootcha its the principle its the wages of war its all of our battle more decept to the scoreboard its no more words its quite your death its heavy breathing till theres no breath left its peace and rest its six feet deep its your only strong and your weakest link its no time to think go with your first line its too late to turn back we've crossed enemy lines its the climb of a lifetime without a rope its no more notes its no more hope its to outvote the rest with jury to rule its to be entertained by magicians and fools its to throw the the riches the kingdom and jewels its the last man standing that won the duel
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i aint even playin with these fools no more kick down the closed door teach em what it shows for no more hos or throw your hands up nor any othere party and junk we're known for just a core of mc's a line for war and when its time for war the crew that aint signed no more the hungriest sharks will see your cut throats so overboard throw you overboard see if your butt floats and whether or not the weather is hot together we got a spot so dont leave your soul alone to rot we've been known to rock till the ceiling falls sampson on his tracks we'll be seein y'all its the end of the line boogie with your own kind may i remind you of the crew from time to time against y'all bringin the ruckus and in time hundred and ten times faster the fact by end times
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