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created by our reflections in the mud
And the water that made the mud created our lives
Our ancestors sitting around the fire chanting bifurcate bifurcate

FACECZAR, CZARFACE
This that third world shit
Far from the norm
Always where the action is
Monumental (CZARFACE)
Yo

G by nature, cop a new V

yeah
I want you to come with me
There’s a life we can live with open arms
Far away from honesty
He was a hot-headed boy who knew how to lie
And he never

SONG: CODYBEAR LIVE
WRITTEN BY: GREENLEAF (BMI)
PRODUCED BY: LOKEY (BMI)


[FIRST VERSE]

I MINT COINS WHERE CATS BE DIGGIN FA BONES...
PAW PRINTS

Stuart

The Dead Milkmen

Beelzebubba

1988

You know what, Stuart, I LIKE YOU. You're not like the other
People, here, in the trailer park.

Oh, don't go get me wrong. They're fine people,

to keep moving, I'm burning inside
I was always alone with a girl called Grace
Grace had a pretty body but she had no face

I sat in a park with a girl

closing posted from up inside the door
I ain't never get involved with such a killer before
Call it obnoxious the nauseousness brought from the dog's nest

from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams

(Fun to me)

Comedy gold, I don't give a shit and you probably know
Have it on your Bromley-by-Bows
'fore I get dark like only night knows
Linkin

the
Animal that cannot get rid of
It's fears and when
So many of them lay inside of us
These fears tend to color how we view the
World we shift from feeling

and cuz stay down the street, living different lives
Everyday he on the bus, me, I get a ride
I gave him 30 on the porch, he never went inside
He tell me

ankle weights, Lord
He who lives by the sword
Goes out the same way so I'ma live by a cord
Attached to mic, so that I could record
When I'm in my next

heart
You built a fire inside

I was in the middle
I was in the middle of something dark
When we would walk together
On frozen ground across the park
All

Bought your bitch Burberry undies to
Put my hands inside
This a hundred round, fucker
It hit's who you standing by
Finna buy a street in Detroit
And name

totin no warrants
I do a drive by and I'm blindin these niggas
Ain't takin no lives I'm just killing these niggas

Centipede whip and I lowered it
Gimme

say I came late
Bitch, I'm right on time
Let's get back to basics
Here by G-O-D's grace
Y'all niggas still live in the matrix
I ain't ever matriculate

Open Fire

2Pac

R U Still Down? (Remember Me) [Clean]

1997

Or I'll be forced to hit yo a** up I give a f*** 
I'm sick inside my mind, why you sweatin' me? 
It's gonna take an army full of crooked a** cops to come

(East Side)
I'm a New England Boy (East Side)
Boy, Boy, Boy

You know I gotta shout out where I came from
No pun, shout out to the main ones
Connecticut

live
With the dreams
In my head
With the drills coming in from my lifemates!
Can't see!
Navigation fails me!
Radars in alarm as it is an abandoned place

make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood stupid
What type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes

our family 
Because the drugs has torn
Us apart from our parents 
We was often neglected
They put drugs over us 
We felt rejected
The house full

a place from the bright lights
The nightmare is real, and you're still in their safety
Locked up inside your head, your life's being wasted.
You wanna run

I
Baby we all finna die, so lets live up all our wishes by tonight
Forget how they feeling about it
If I tell you truly how im feeling will you stay

right now
Fuck a off day
I live inside the studio
With noodle bowls
Thinkin harder than
I be cracking smiles
I need to tighten up or brighten up
Cause