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there's no meat on the menu
No violence no hate is what I send you
Purify all the evils that us men do 
Hunger strike protest if you got a cause
So many

and a crooked steeple
They say I'm a fool
If I say He's going to save me

Well you say all the world has
Rejected truth and all that God has
Set aside for us

with the powers, this shit is far from over
So rest in peace to all my fallen soldiers
This last run is for the soul, you can call it closure
Word up,

God knows
When your time gon' come
And your eyes roll straight to the back
Now you seeing all black
That MAC go lean and that nine go crack
This that

away, be through with it
But if I ain't (ain't) 'fore I ruin it
Give me strength 'fore it do me in, hey

Rain down all ye Heaven
Rain down all ye

What you know about pain?
Do you really want fame?
Hiding all your shame
Wonder what would God say?
Thoughts burning like Dante
But I ash em' like

a song to listen to that don't describe us perfectly
You been tryna voice all of your frustrations
Baby, you've been looking for words of affirmation
But

And we tryna fight
Every day we tryna see the light
Misguided by so many things
All I'm tryna do is right
In a world full of hate
All they feed us

fake-ass, actin'-ass
Rappin'-ass nigga
I'm a dopeman, trappin'-ass nigga

And clear that tab all by myself
Don't need no help with shit
(Don't need no help

Evil is but a word that was bourght
Upon man by the making of a god
Who never redeemed anyone
Not even his one and only son
Now watch him bleed

Open

is to be a provider
Until then, I'll keep doing what my God requires
No son of mine shall be weak or tired
Boy, you a fighter; warrior's blood

and let us in
so take these broken wings

[Rap1 Red Dogg:]
Creapin' up on the microphone, It's C-Block we dippin' clean
floss with the funky flavour down

Freedom

Chinchilla

Madness

2001

my foes, we run violent thrusts 
 Excuse me for my crime but in God I trust 
 Bossalinie uneffected by the eyes of even 
 Cause I'm military minded

fight for good
I know we could all come together and trade this hell to heaven
It starts with meditating
Relaying the message
How you gonna help people if

you the flavor of the week
You wanna go somewhere
You want someone to meet
You parents, your son, your god
I wanna know what turns you on
You the flavor

slaughter
For a ghost I can't see
If blood is thicker than water
I am lost at sea
This house was built with all your writings on the walls
All your termites

no bell. Okay. All right. That's right.

MICK: [00:01:14] Flip the jive. That's it. I see that coming from you.

[00:01:20] You see yourself doing

humankind thrusts a dagger to the neck 
of everything that ever was, or will be blessed 
the voice in the hall sounds like no one at all 
a semblance

apart of me died when his soul  rise and I don’t care about the flashy things I give it all up just to see  him smile again just to see him wit his son

die
I don't care if they kneel and cry


Die by my knife
That takes your life
God Is watching
Sons are dying

And when im falling into sleep
The devil

Flying Around This B!$$h
All You Nizzaz Washed Up Nizza
All You Nizzaz Sons Been To Prison
Ain’t None Of You Nizzaz Took Care Of No Kids
And Don’t None

Measure my love

See it's off the meter

Connect with The Rock

Then Run Home like Harper

Only got room for You to ride like go kart's cause

I just want

some time
OH MY GOD
You've got your eyes but keep on wishing you were blind
You won't see me down the halls
With the bright lights crawling up and down

savings
Rob a couple banks and give my mom all the takings
Have sex with every race of girl in the world
So I could leave a son or a girl in the world
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