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bed 
There's just one thing that I can't get through my head 
You said you couldn't live without me so why aren't you dead? 

I cut your face out
some Jack in the bag
and we stacking the fact that you can't get it cracking
Don't need a half a mil to battle, taking anybody's challenge
So if you want
me start losing my patience
And burn 'em down if ain't it Strange in your radio station
I’m yelling ¡MAYDAY!, in front of the judge and all
though

I hope you can't live without me
Can't eat, can't sleep, can't breathe
Can't get your mind to stop thinking about me
Can't eat can't sleep, can't
live a so we die
Can't find the answer to the question why
Me say the sky is the limit so you try touch the sky
Put your trust in the God now Jah
an American nightmare.
I'd rather be dead.

Don't rain on my parade, it's gonna glow in the dark.
I like it better when you can't keep warm.
Don't ruin
I keep on needing you why
You keep on loving me I
Can't live without you I
Can't breathe without you I
Can't move without you, I have no being
Without
Little devil wanna fuck me out my pay
But horny little devil true niggas aren't gay
And you can't play with my Yo-Yo
And definitely can't play with me
that's good
I know I can't refuse
And yet, I wish I could

Oh God, if I agree
What horrors wait for me?
In this
The Phantoms opera

Christine, Christine
Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won't give a (fuck)
Like I said, you're better off dead that you would be
If you try to do me, I'm looney, so
down like we thought she would
Italy's unconvinced by Argentine glory
They equate Peron with Mussolini
Can't think why

Did you here that?
They
believe the manotony,
So when the weekend come's it's like you've had a labotomy
You can't do a thing without the boss start yellin
It wouldn't be bad if
That's why I've turned to my friends with  our  illegal, illicit trysts,
They'll only understand me if they're young.

God  I can't believe I'm scarring
Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won't give a (fuck) 
Like I said, you're better off dead that you would be 
If you try to do me, I'm loonie,
And kill that no sir, yes sir, and thank you ma'am
'Cause the word is a luxury a black man can't afford
That's why poverty's on the rise and we still
ripes with old age, if you got it
Now wake up you distressed, yeh yeh yeh
Under, under oppressor man affliction
Hell fire can't be quenched with water no
And you could probably find me wherever the wolves parade
I was born to be a killjoy, I'm a old brat
Conceived by Adam and Eve, so who you mad at?
Not
to.

I look up, I'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me
And the taste that's in my soul,
But I'm dead inside as I stand alone 

Dance
the walking dead
I’m not living
The sun don’t shine without love
Give me a reason to get up
I can’t live without your truth
So I surrender me to you
to.

I look up, I'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me
And the taste that's in my soul,
But I'm dead inside as I stand alone 

Dance
deserve to be celebrated on every level
If you can't take it, that's your problem
I'm gonna thrive, I'm gonna shine
I'm gonna live my life

You only
he ain't balled and chained
That's why we burn shit and wreck
Cause the punk police ain't learned shit yet
You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the price
with Him?
Can't stand Him they want the mammon, the Benjamins
And if it's men then it's within
The natural in the live of life of unrestricted sin
burry thistle and thorn
But after a storm there must be a calm
Today I see and yesterday me saw
Success is always governed by law
So if you want progress
And I'm a nigga you can't remove
Took out a lot of motherfuckers for trying to prove
To their homies that they can hang by dealing with me
But once again in