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but I got bored.
I was born to rock heads and fill them too,
But did the world really need another Blink 182?
Stuck on this Earth like glue since
the hope, we took all the dope
It what you carry what it weigh
There's no hope for the hunted, he only play to live by chance
And the overdrive kept us all
to my New York
door. fare thee well, adios, adieu and best of luck to all of you I
ain't no saint and I don't pretend to be, but I hope you all found
Down all the days
Though the past is just a blink away,
The future waits for me and you,
Down all the days to 1992

Here is hope for all
the world is racing by tonight
We'll watch it run
And even if the end's begun, its fine
We can walk across our line
With our hopes and spirits high
Who knows
If you see my ears bleed
Been worked by disease
Once pristine clean now dirty
That pristine dream is now burning
It's all the same now that
It's most likely you'll never get the perfect tip or learn to take hints. 
I want a new television 'cause my books are getting old, 
And I'd watch
magic, of a re-imagined skull snaps hope
Nun bells ring for the plebian
Melted down slow and poured into a fringe medium
Picture it by poorly tinted
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man

So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
and my dogs
I gotta get back to back streets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat
Glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops
Europe they dyin' for religion
I say this and hope the Holy Father's listenin'
Livin' in this New Age Babylon, preachers havin' telethons
Justice playin
deep, me and my do-jo
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man

So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me,
and my dogs
I gotta get back to back streets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat
Glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops
I gotta get back to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don't see me,
glock
From New York down to Georgia it don't stop
Killer Kill from Addamsville with a hot glock
Blaaat!

[Bun B]
They say murder is the case they wanna