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Third Day Blind

Each and every single day I was throwing life away with questions Searching for a better way Always looking in the wrong direction My heart I could not

: Each and every single day I was throwing life away with questions Searching for a better way Always looking in the wrong direction My heart I could

is my stage? And I must perform to the best of my abilities, yeah Motherfuckers talking away, but we don't care what they say We taking this day by day

was gonna say something But my cell phone started to ring Now who could be callin' me? Well I checked my caller ID It was just cousin Larry callin' For the third

and house gun like an elephants snout Pull ya ambulance out Ya whole team'll get bombarded Ya on target and bombed by some unsigned artists We leave ya hair cut like a blind

day, I stalk Bad man, it's assassination day I stalk It's assassination day [Incomprehensible] It's assassination day, I Uh, uh, yeah, uh I move through the third world, my third

self-sacrifice Instill like these parasites, in drug bites Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit In the dark like midnight, these words I recite I once was blind

the mac in my sweats Air forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the left My chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a quarter Beard 8 and a third and my piece

One day, four men brought a crippled man to Jesus Still and lifeless, he lay upon his bed He had not moved since he was just a baby Still he longed to