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Decibels race note by note breaking your life
Metallic energy, stopping, time

[Solo: Rionda]

Silence comes in the morning
It's like a cold lady
She comes
The birthday party was over toys were scattered here and there
Seven candles lay by the last piece of cake in front of an empty chair
A mother said
Jackie Lynton-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Jerimiah said his peace and fell back in the road
He was shot by Coulee Reese
Who they nick-named Jack The Toad
'd rather be shooting pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about macking hoes and wearing pimp fade
Instead of being in class, I
heard aloud the shrill of blank deathly sound
I tried, I tried, I tried to run, but every move I was where I begun,
It's too late, shadows over me blind
grew up with, son from next do'
My dream was to flow and escape the hell below
But the demons in my life set fire to my dough
I thought about murder,
I'd rather be shooting pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about macking hoes and wearing pimp fade
Instead of being in
I took, that was to live, hope God will forgive 

As odd as it is, the more I gain the harder it is 

To maintain, bitches playin' games 

Niggas
I ate from these poisonous, f***ed up streets
Tasted larceny, it was sweet, I starved for more to eat

Though I took, that was to live, hope God
The rollers gave chase at a serious speed, one more conviction was all I need
This shit was for real, it was no La-Di-Da-Di
'Cause the boys had to pin
where all the players flocked

One night I was cooling outside
Saw my man Wes said, "Ah shit yeah, it's gonna be live"
I was working a double breast silk
elated
So now we on the road to L.A. and it was live
till we got to Quincy's and Don Juan to Scooby and them to wait outside
That's when the tension
let's get by and make it hard to leave 
I live for the stage, the mics and the lights 
I'm so tired of cops and gettin' read my rights
With my first
Planes get shot down in Cuban air space over the water 
I got insight it's a clear case of reading your aura 
Man what you got for us as my Black men
Planes get shot down in Cuban air space over the water 
I got insight it's a clear case of reading your aura 
Man what you got for us as my Black men
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

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