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Bury This City Other

TRUE! must have been too hard for you. This commitment is forever, STRAIGHT EDGE! You stand for nothing and no one. The battle was lost, but the war was won. THIS

Remember the days? Side by side, we stood. Nothing could break us. What coursed through our veins. It meant everything. Nothing could bring us down.

and villas Overseas and what was me, I found out other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon

Bob's down with the crew ready to do Any muthafucka steppin' to F.M. Blue and Randy Austin You're lost when, you thought that you can hang with this Niggas, this

to jail is like summer camp We shake hands one day, kill each other the next And if you don't like it it's just like that 'Cause I come from, the city

what you know It's what you were thinking of half the time This feeling's familiar I've been here before In a kitchen this quiet, I waited for A sign

never corrected me Streets showed me no sympathy, Audemar my accessory, huh Never accurate, I'm aiming at your Acura, yeah Heart rate accelerate on other

shalt not fuck wit North Seed Papa 50 Cent, I'll break yo' punk ass off propa There's no place like home, New York, New York I run this city and now

outer ovaries, overload, overboard Overseas hearin' oversees more, than the eye Can I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist, escapist The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this