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This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.



He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
But dawn bleeds with the people here and morning skies are red
As young girls load up bicycles with flowers for the dead

An aging woman picks along
astounded by everything
The wet grass beneath my feet, the tall towers of concrete

If I was God no one would doubt it
You wouldn't need church to get
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
astounded by everything
The wet grass beneath my feet, the tall towers of concrete

If I was God no one would doubt it
You wouldn't need church to get
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse 
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts 
Yeah, ha hah! 
On the wheels
Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won't you please stop talking about how my dick head is

Flow
and the chest of drawers are telling her to go outdoors
He should have been here by this time, he said that he'd be here by nine
That guy is such a prick
But if this high don't come down
I feel the walls spinnin' like the sky gon' come down
I need air, top of the ride, gon' come down
And I swear I stay
this bar!

By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
It's natural to fight for air and so much harder to let it go
So now I'm broken, incomplete like missing puzzle piece
The darkness overbearing, I'm
tenets, only mundane things such as new air shafts and ever more ornate sarcophagi are yet to be discovered deep within the tunnel networks of these