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from the skies A five letter word for the oncoming plague A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave A five letter word for the oncoming plague A

be a firefight tonight A reckoning to confront the residents of this tomb A gunpowder party and it feels just right There comes a time, there comes a

It's the first day Since I handed You Your final rose In Your house I'm staring out through Your window at our tree Heights of which You'll never ever

by ourselves with only our own thoughts Activate with hope and integrity Honesty, the only true currency Devastate, the guilt, not the guilty And I promise a

picture of this desolate This figure cowering Every word a double edged sword A double edged sword My every word Every word a double edged sword A

kinda smokey The glock's in the stash Cause I'm dodgin the pokey Its hard on tha street Niggas livin like a catfish A project killa, four kids and a fat bitch Try to flip e

Whenever I can, I don?t dare Whenever I must, I?m aware Every love lost that gives me pain Whatever I see is the same Where is the tunnel? Where is the

Yesterday no one could feel the same I was alone by the way Yesterday no one could feel the same I was alone by the way Yesterday Yesterday I?m happily

but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake