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3..2..1 Hit it

She listens to you when you don't really make much sense (dududu du du dududu)
Her lost dvd collection is immense (dududu du du

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yeah, let me start by givin' my props
Much love to my nigga Mapps, Hasan, Babylon, Slim
My nigga Louis, Jatt, Suspect,

California Ain’t That Far
Music and Lyrics By: Justin Busch (JustinRBusch@yahoo.com) & Dave Tough

V1:
We were just about as wild as we were young

Burn

Wretch 32

Upon Reflection

of death, I go hunting
Marilyn Monroe on the left of old Justin
Carrying an O with the peng, you know somethin'
I wrote the dopest lyrics, possessed by

All In All Night
Music and Lyrics By: Justin Busch (JustinRBusch@yahoo.com) & Ry Bradley


V1:
What you thinking mama 
Got that devilish look in your

Flicking off my shirt, see a baddie, watch her work
Riding by the curb, in the burbs, just like Fred Durst
33, Young Larry Bird
I don't know what you

Take the boxes down from the shelf above
Tattered decorations from our youth
Hang each one upon its special branch with love
Gaze upon them like

to you?
From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful view
I think love is beautiful, too
Building forts from broken dams, what a hoover could do
For future

can almost feel the sand caked to their feet as they made sweet drunken love
You can almost smell the cigarette butts
Still standing up on end
In all

White Flag Warrior

Tim McIlrath

Survival Story

2010

me to follow their path to the afterlife

I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by

New metaphors

Never Lost at All
Music and Lyrics By: Justin Busch (JustinRBusch@yahoo.com) & Ry Bradley


V1:
We shined as bright as the sun
Burned out as bright

Redoutey-Keys

Writer: Philip Murphy


Seventeen summers ago, 
I still remember your name.
Sitting outside somewhere in the snow.
You like to play those kinda

Redoutey-Keys

Writer: Philip Murphy


Seventeen summers ago, 
I still remember your name.
Sitting outside somewhere in the snow.
You like to play those kinda

White Flag Warrior

Tim McIlrath

White Flag Warrior

me to follow their path to the afterlife

I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by

New metaphors

Together in hopes love just /fixes/ itself
Like in the movies

A guilty silence ,
Where loose car change
Gets dusted off and spent
On a latte you drive
One

choose
When we hold tomorrow in our hands
Look at the mountain’s we can move
We left our footprints on the moon


Written by Dave Tough & Justin Busch

Higher

Addiction Crew

Break in Life [1 Bonus Track]

2004

mind like a DVD movie's frame
Words don't come easy I know, Y... don't come over
I'm just about to tell your love that I'm feeling it

[Bridge & Chorus]