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wrong
Don't you think nineteen is too young
To be played by your dark twisted games, when I loved you so?
I should've known

You are an expert at sorry,
all, now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen is too young 
To be played by your dark twisted games, when I loved you so?
I should've known

You
all, now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen is too young 
To be played by your dark twisted games, when I loved you so?
I should've known

You
of the empire stadium
Come the heralds of the new dark age
With the simplicities of bigotry
And to whom all the world's a stage
These little john bullshits
Quite stark
The roses trimmed and the windows dark
I see the walls through a limestone crack
Not red not blue not yellow but black
And all the spaces
Stadium
Come the heralds top the New Dark Age
With the simplicities of bigotry
And to whom all the word's a stage
These little John Bullshits know that
Sent by freedom's sons and daughters. 
We're singing 
Ooo Hoooooooo 
We're singing Wild Blue. 
We're singing 
Ooo Hoooooooo 
Ooo Hooooooooo
by those standards and those John Hughes endings.
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share.
He's nailed to the white picket with his heart
Like a burning monk
My light flared out in the dark
You're my constant call to arms
Took the blindfold off then left chalk outlines where the future
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon, deadly but calm
Word to my born, dead by dawn

Got the right to bear arm, ring
live
Now wanna make ya go live, live
Now hold up

[Method Man]
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon,
got a gun as dark as Kris brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc was born with
live it 
All day, every days a Billie Holiday 
Lady sings the blues get the street news by the way 
Have you heard crime pay? 
Hit your block like
when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in

People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you
got a gun as dark as Kris brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc was born with
For all those Nino Brown niggas (yeah)
John Gotti niggas, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Niggas trying to run shit (trying to run the game)
Don't know
when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in

People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you
soaring SnÃ?fellsness
And the crack of the world
The moist ruddy lips of her
Thee slit of the mother fallen
Sliced from the stars
By the slicing discus
Ride on Blue Boy dipped in a Uni
Dickin on a squad car, vickin on a fully
Sick as a Sunni, strapped with a bobby
Pullin on the pin, he Tutankhamun