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on your mother face
I seen your mother hit by countless men
I seen her take em back 'cause she's in love
Even though they'll do it again
I heard him ask her

who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes

How can heck can you be on the fence about our government taking the guns we meant for our defense against corrupted men, it's funny when
You follow

They be leaning on the fence
Man I bet these alphabet men
See I ain't a menace
Asking your profession?
Tell her all, no mention
I John Hancock Trey
I rep

who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes

Fuck a hunnid dollars need a bill
They see me as a thief cause I'm carrying the (steal)

Swing for fences I won't play it safe
Nigga why would I bunt
I

who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
underneath the mountain,
right against the forest fence
by Saint cgnes

Yeah yeah no no yeah yeah no no 

By blood drips from the mud where the volcanoes sleep 
that's why I strive to own rings as big as the ones

Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes fountain

Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I shall see him dine
When we

That it was made by God
Before men thought they could improve
By plowing up the sod

These cities seem to ear me down
And I can't stand their roar
They

cell floor chain link fence
Uniformed masked men sent by the president
Divide up the families call them dirty immigrants
Concocted calamity borderline

coppers and robbers
Hopin' fences, swimming, 3 AM, fuckin' the park up
We was kickin Bandos in, to bring hoes in
Jody, DV, with us damn shame we lost both

cell floor chain link fence
Uniformed masked men sent by the president
Divide up the families call them dirty immigrants
Concocted calamity borderline

24th
There's a fork in the road
I think I'm headed North

Walk down the road
Got my thumb in the air
Cars speeding by
They don't seem to care

Boots

that two more of my twenty two's were found blue
Hanging by fig tree que the bullshit, you say that these men died due to
How they coupe with the pain

of the road, Boyz II Men s***
I'm on a mission (where)
Bending corners, hopping fences
Say, what's the ticket (uh)
Don't discuss it (brr) on no Cricket
Play your

I'm haunted by the voice of the scarecrow
Picturing the fence and see my face
I'm haunted by a ghost that I don't know
A voice that will can never be

no consequences (nah)
End of the road, Boyz II Men shit
I'm on a mission (where)
Bending corners, hopping fences
Say, what's the ticket (uh)
Don't

dance, on the fence, temptations
Road's longer when you do things that the others can't
Look in my eyes, I risked everything for this
Say you rooting for

the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their

who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes'

The government gaining more power from every person infected
Not from the virus but by the news and the politicians selected
Yet the establishment getting fed up

not be that in the dark pools of some men the evil grows strong enough to wriggle over the fence and swim free? (13.2.3) - John Steinbeck, East of Eden

A fence dug into the sand
Marks the border between our lands
So much blood spilled by yours and mine
Over this indelible line
Will there ever come