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Sung by everybody 
Hear me brothers, hear me sisters, 
Citizens and comrades hear my song. 
The old life's dead the order's changing 

It's time
borne down by (the) load.
You will walk forever to live and let die.

Life is eternal for Cain
Bright shine the crime from his mark
Some secret's
but leaves it's mark
I was made of broken parts
Sewn together with a broken heart

Dopamine, moment free
Drip IV, drain this memory
Life becomes
momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass, or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV, whoa
I crept
a tent

Another summer's passing by
All I need is somewhere I feel the grass beneath my feet
A walk on sand, a fire I can warm my hands
My joy will be
I shed my skin
And set aside this self-made darkness
'n walk on into the light

I'm sick of this prison
I been calling my life
I finally found
Won't cast all my little dreams aside
Every flowers hide their faces
By their places

Who needs the girl outside
When I can ride the time and life
DVD?s clogged arteries and MP3?s, 
He?s got this antisocial mental brain disease. 
And I want to break him out, want to show him the world. 
Want
There are too many stones
And life is just made of glass.
Mark the words of the fool
He will tell you the truth, oh so cruel.

You say and I
Jimmy Chu and Mark Jacobs bags,
I could cop her a 2000 thousand and three, make her smile when she see Sprees,
I can get you on CD's and DVD's, take you
The evidence of our confusion, life has left its mark;
The more we fear, the more we lie, the more we hide.

As we walk into tomorrow (Turning away from
The evidence of our confusion, life has left it's mark;
The more we fear, the more we lie, the more we hide.

As we walk into tomorrow
(Turning away from
from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me go?

As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not
as the source of life. The dead spirits were frightened by the women and fled into the darkness. As the Eskimo band picked up their song, the women gathered in
Mark ass niggas stay the fuck up out my way
I'm a true O.G., you can quote what I say
I'm an H-town nigga from around the way
Southside, ridin' Dirty
a oven, the way that she talk
Switching to freaky, so I'm loving the way that she walk
You looking good girl, you oughta be in pictures
Listen to me, I
talk
Switching to freaky, so I'm loving the way that she walk
You looking good girl, you oughta be in pictures
Listen to me, I see your career going sky
down by that racist shit.
Oh no, I can't live like that. 'Cause that life is wack.

You got a black mark on your face. Paint it.
You dissed
Every day goes by and every night the same,
I sit and think of how I'm so much
Further away from you.
Every time I wake, I'll slowly mark the day,
walk step by step with death
Where all bludgeoned bodies lie
You will see my face of rage
Cut your heart out of your chest
Leave impaled
I can mark time walk a straight line
Grab a mad bull by the nose
I can stand still on an ant-hill
And not once get itchy toes

I can even for no
clever
And he made the people laugh
When he got across the message
To walk along life's open path

They built him his own puppet theater
Decked out
friends have the mark.
'Cause nobody understands the consequences lies at heart.
I'd rather feel it now, 'cause life is temporary.  Pain is but a minute.
they have a name
A baby too young to walk or to talk
Rocked to sleep with a big, heavy rock
Becomes a tot with a baleful glare
Sucked from life by
Branded by what claims you, you wear the mark of death
Tear from loss and agony, a character defined
Stripped of all but tragedy, what life is left