ever hate you I just feel sorry These last months are finally over We've never been further apart It wasn't easy for me but sometimes you have to walk away
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dead will arise Come on Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead And all we wanna do is rock the dead So many thoughts runnin all through my head
if I can get your girlfriend to sing it for us She like it, it helps her understand you And you like it, it helps you understand too And I should walk away
changes my place, Now sitting far away, I couldn't look away, One morning, you came to see me at my locker, My friend took me away and say: "Hey yo,
takes place here Every three years, an ancient ritual takes place here (Madrox) I communicate with the dead through seven LED screens All programmed
walking sticks Plant them They will grow Watch them waver so I'll always be A word-man Better than a birdman But I'll charge Won't get away W/out lodging
follow this through the metropolis The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent Walking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking it
follow this through the metropolis The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent Walking it, mean walking it, clean the scene, stalking it Volcanic
permanent star in my eye. Chorus: Somehow, you've put a permanent star in my eye. Georges: Even the dead of Winter can feel like July. Chorus: Even the dead
's will have your whole family stressin' Another basket, casket closin' They put away the guns, then here come the motherfuckin' Roses Tags are promptly placed on your toes You're just another nigga dead
who fuck with your mind When you sleep inside I can take you away To a better place, to a better time I can take you away To a better place Let
Chorus: bizmarkie *sampled* 3x I walked away and I lived too cold Intro: hell razah This goes out. This what y'all niggaz all been looking for. A litte
Astrologist, colleges follow this through the metropolis The dominant brown bomber, I'm in it, being prominent Walking it, mean walking it, clean the
next to where Polonius died. And before you can wink, blink or turn your head, Chop-stab-slice -- every motherfucker's dead. Then in walks this
off with a cherry For every nigga that know, it comes natural, don't rush your life away playa potnah stack up your cashflow and take your walk a day
walk around with the motherfuckin trey-pound Just for my enemies so I can blow they chest in Cause Smith and Wesson'll have your whole family stressin Another basket, casket closin They put away
