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A bit of mystery lies in history's eyes
'Cause in time the facts and the figures get twisted with lies
The devil tried to kiss us goodnight
But he
on
Viva la Revolution, long live the revolution

You had your Che Guevara poster,
Your books by Marx and Mao
And you got yourself a new haircut
To help
plenty, chosen by any
Man or woman who understand
The topic that's known and
Go by the dock flock and clock the topic
As I drop my hook and get a bite
plenty, chosen by any
Man or woman who understand
The topic that's known and
Go by the dock flock and clock the topic
As I drop my hook and get a bite
to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, That's how
shout to Gibbo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, That's how you feel man?
That's
to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, That's how
There's always someone else to blame
We watch the clock go ticking by
And now we wonder why

Let's get away
Can't take this place
It won't be long
lives 

Niggas goin strike 

And every man got a prize 2X 



[Full Blooded] 

I heard the shot shout, he took the bullets to his flab
ya gonna get messed up,
And have a face on you like a broken clock,
As I'm comin' you better get runnin',
You better get gone or your gonna get dun
shout to Gibbo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm f***in' with her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, That's how you feel man?
That's
We're coming to you live from the Scottish Right Temple
Near the intersection of Crenshaw and Wiltshire
Where, as you can see in the background
My mother spent 10 years sitting by a window
Scared if she spoke she would die of a heart attack
She listened as her dreams silently screamed
They
outside it's like showbiz

I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's the ball game,
I
and Jesus
The disciples never uttered a word

He literally started embodying his permanent position in our lives
Because he stepped in between the law
touch and feel, scream and shout
Back and forth, up and down, off the course, fuck it now

(Chorus: Sung by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X)
I can't sleep now.
heard that his body expired.
It was hard for me to believe that my brother retired.
Suddenly the clock stopped and the room started spinnin',
How can
the clock stopped and the room started spinning
How can he walk off the field during the first inning?

I cried like a baby on the way to his place of death
like the past is catching up to my ass
Every day, me and Mary Jane

Every day, live it like it's it for me
Black on black in time with my roots this
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz 

I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's
man Grand Puba
If suckers try to flex they'll get twisted like a tuba
Never cause trouble, that's not my style
Always on the move, stack papes by
I held tight to my purse.
My sister did the talking and I looked down and tapped my foot 
And sort of twisted on one heel.
Madame pointed to corner
and English was worse.
I held tight to my purse.
My sister did the talking and I looked down and tapped my foot 
And sort of twisted on one heel.
Madame
I held tight to my purse.
My sister did the talking and I looked down and tapped my foot 
And sort of twisted on one heel.
Madame pointed to corner
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,