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are long gone

We all got the legacy to carry on
The spirit of the blues is gonna live on
So special, all my heroes
down that blue bonnet highway
I'm thankful I was born a lucky man
And I know that I will live and die my own way
Somewhere between the Red and Rio Grande
they're made of stone
A savior's a nuisance to live with at home
Stars often fall, heroes go unsung
And martyrs most certainly die too young
So thank you
and booze
A æ?»odawful sad affair?
And the lights were there to thrill you

my oh my
We live from time to time
And day by day
Itæ?¯ the modern way
Look at me
tube socks spraying from the rooftops
92’ props
Banging for my blue tops
It’s me and you Ock, Biggie verses 2Pac
And you forgot
I’m the one who let you
that God gave them. one more
Chance to live a new way - they sacrificed
Everything - they threw it away.
Hate must never claim the lives of our heroes
you move me
Across the rooftops and into the deep blue sea

Did we not choose each other
Are we just heroes for a day
This time I will stand by you
sick
I got a shepherds crook as a walking stick
And I'm heading on

My heart's gone blue
And I've done wrong by you
I don't know what to do but I'm
92.3 The Beat yo' ass!
No bitch look at me when I talk to you
I checked the bitch and said, "some shit?
No, shut up, you goin' do what I tell you
for help from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams
They know their lives are forfeit now, priestly head they bow in shame
They cannot face
for help from ocean fogs, for saviors born of dreams
They know their lives are forfeit now, priestly heads they bow in shame
They cannot face
heroes don't fly through the sky of stars
They live behind bars
So everybody's doin a little dirt
And it's the youngsters puttin in the most work
So be
up and stop lettin the devil tempt me
Usin materialism to jealousy to pimp me
Live by the gun, die by the gun, to put it simply it's gettin shady
on the planet
In L.A. heroes don't fly through the sky of stars
they live behind bars
So everybody's doin a little dirt
And it's the youngsters puttin in
talk of justice or respect
You shit soaked armchair moralist...
What right is yours that others lives
Are yours to smash and kill and bind?
It's your
jump you're soft and try to punk
Cause I'ma hit you in the face with it
I got a posse of crews to serve blues if you fuck with it
Yo, the Prode'je spoke
and try to punk

'Cause I'm a hit you in the face with it
I got a posse of crews to serve blues if you fuck with it
Yo, the Prode'je spoke and choke
Please don't sleep on the beat I.....beat up these
Still don't get it would you keep up please
We ain't no heroes for sale, if you bought one better keep
the blues
Let 'em kill me, I refuse
I'm down for killing
But the one of [edited] I was accused
I leave ya funky
I put my trunk-y
Hair by a monkey
So
the loved ones lost
To the heroes in Pittsburg, you took it by far
The world state y'all, yeah, we took 'em head on
Your names will live forever, thanks for
to their fate. One by one they
were thrown into the assimilation chamber where a
blinding blue spark gave evidence of their demise.
With each burst
and side by side
Love will never hide

Locomotion tango on a lonely rainbow
We will dancin' baby
Don't wait for heroes
Locomotion tango on a lonely
become their lives.
The television has so dampened people's anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering screen
And the streets, where