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with the trick
Years pass by, now you stuck with the trick
Fighting more and more now you're fed up with the trick
But you knew that was a [ho] when
the darkness lost by the power of god
A puppet in Satans hand lead us in false promised land

Blinded mankind by wonders cheap tricks were his game
Sucked out
grasping our lives

Bury me down and dig up the hole
Take another step to steal my soul
Drowning control to feed
The flames of translucent dreams

Like a fly
Scent on a postcard
A memory left behind
Warm hand, cool look but no time...
Winsome lose some
Hung up on old flame
My heart depends on fire
So who
than its bite

All of the lines have been lies this far
There is a feeling I must keep from you

The hills of nomads, we envy their lives
A picture we
ain't buy nothing for us),
I didn't buy nothing ofcoarse, ya bitches is whores, (Please) 
What I look like support, me trick man listen,
Yeah I trick
of our will, victory is my result
I'll not be swayed by your cheap tricks or your abuse
My life's my own to live, I'll do things in my way
What's so great
at night, back there in the dark
Back there in the dust, back there
The dog burst into flame

Anyhow, time went by, anyhow snap crackers and stone soup
(yeah)
I live by the word until I die by your sword
Even when I'm dead my head will live inside your RCA cords
I wait for the right time, but it
parole
Imagine life as a convict
That's getten' old
Plus with tha drama
We're lookin out for your babies mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from
a twister
The setting is a sinister slum where sex ain't sacred
By thirteen she was pro-active and naked
Had a gift to give but she would tend a path not
lookin' out for your baby's mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin'
lookin' out for your baby's mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin'
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle;
another day,
sleep
It's critical nigga, it's too deep
Fuck, your talk is cheap, paid to sweep
Ya know this killa nigga from the west side of the street
Old school
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle;
another day,
In the bed girlie and at work by nine
Put on the work force ridin on a iron horse
Bring it home to dad, the one piece cause I'm here
Workout baby doll
get that

[Chorus]

Now let me speak about this chick I call hotter than a flame
Seen her chattin' with this dame, I had to go and get her name
to do, the human beatbox
'Cause back in the days when there was just block parties
A DJ would set up his equipment, and start these
live performances,
thugs
Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight snub
I hold it down my strip, goin nowhere
Flip two eightballs trick the dough on low gear
The next week two O's
And these folks decide to crush her wings until there permanently broke
She rides gusts of wind just by the way she spoke
She crys but loves to sing songs
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
you crazy!
I'd rather be a fucking thorn in your side!
Than listen to you tell me how to live my life!

I bet you're so proud!
Talk is cheap and I don't
Young girls poppin' cock out in Alabama ('bama!)
I seen it all from the pimps and the tricks (tricks!)
The real live boys, opening the pussy stores
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef