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on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Well now everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth.
Everything dies, baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back.
Put
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
forsaken, it's you adore
And if you'd return then I'd make you my bride
Or I'll cross the wild Atlantic to be by your side
Out on the promenade and the
Gamblin' commission's hangin' 
On by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Well now everything dies, baby that's a fact,
on the promenade and
the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

CHORUS:
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth.
Everything dies, baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back.
Put
Out on the promenade and the
Gamblin' commission's hangin' 
On by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Well now everything dies, baby that's a fact,
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[CHORUS:]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
And it would take a magical potion
To carry me across the Atlantic ocean
It's no good you saying it's quicker by air
I'd be very much sicker if I went
Everything that keeps me together is falling apart
I've got this thing that I consider my only art
Of fucking people over.
My boss just quit
vest
Kid you know who we are
Afu to the Gang to the Starr
We got props on every boulevard

[Afu-Ra]
When I spark it up, and you ingest my skills
The badder you seem, the more lies you tell 
The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell 
Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches 
Stupid, you know
We bout to play a lil' game, match the name with the voice
So when you pick your favorite emcee you makin' the right choice
SO WHO ARE YOU?

[Baby
Everything that keeps me together is falling apart
I've got this thing that I consider my only art
Of ::annoying beeping noise:: people over
My
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
you
This is the ATLANTIC DRIVE CRIP Cuzz
Comin' straight through fool

[AWOL]
Niggas don't want no motherfuckin' problems with my hood
Niggas don't want
the street love
Each thug, is now reppin this with deep love
(Skills) Gang Starr duelin again rulin again
Watch as we do it again

Btohers are amused by
by the rhododendrons
Where the roses are in bloom
Looking out at the Atlantic ocean
And in her head she hums this tune

Thank God the dark nights
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies