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Full Strike End Of Time

no one ever seems to find out. End of time, (of time) your a fool walking in haze. End of time, (of time) can't you see you're losing your Faith. Stick : Time

t go on, it's time to drop a few bombs Get busy, G, go on and take 'em to school Yeah, it's time spread the jewels I ask you about Malcolm and you tell

end is near, then send it here (together) I'm outta sight like a sattelite And that's alright Chorus: [Singing Sample] Everything's alright (x2) [Together]If the end

Pain:] Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a hook at the end of the song [Cee:] Oh you mean we're at the end of the song? [Pain:] Yeah, everybody is already

in black clothes creepin from the back dont Know how to act black blankets full of macs I usem as nut sacs and full body Sacs bet not let yo daughter out end

me sippin' over ya? Never, how ya figure I'll be cryin' over yo ass like a baby face nigga? Bitch, you better be glad, I got 3 strikes Because back in

all placed by command They are ready to strike We live and we'll die By the lies to believe Try to escape from this suicide dreams Or past time will

' My time spent, knockin' out daily assignments The capacity of my writtens make y'all niggaz look mindless In Mortal Kombat, I leave a challenger spineless This five-five-nine shit, three strike

Have done the same too. Your reality box Has three or four locks. If we could go back Down another track, Time would still find us; Strike us down