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and now we must recover, life just continues, you can make a choice, as it reads, much like a menu let's take this, ..that and the the other, laced with fat
tattoo A burned book no one can read Endings come without a clue No friendly ways to look them through The loneliest of men has a secret and nobody
World go round Yeah, ay How could I be mad if I’m looking at some ass? Smoking on a hookah, drinking vodka out of glass Read the Kama Sutra
I'm finished Ain't no fear in me now Go and check my resume We can sit and read it out From everything that I was standing by For people understanding I
And I was worn out From the side effects Looking for a way out But couldn't read the map Tried to figure out Where the path would lead With the neon
around this world I fly on the edge of the ball I got the umbers all up here I just read the map and steer that's all CHORUS Now I'll never give up this
I'm backflipping to Cleveland or wherever Probably, anywhere the map show If they got the tab I can toss the ole' lasso and catch hell And heaven's
me a map No jukebox the vibe is kind of subdued But they've got polite staff and acceptable food You can try and complain about the cheap booze
the good fight Was something in the past tense He never made much ado about common sense It was all dark skies a curse upon his house Just a cast away in
on the map on the table They replace with dotted lines We read about it in free newspapers Then they started to unwind Within a week all the refugees
guard the spot Bangas snatch chains in the parkin lot Don't matta there still be fine ho's to gatha Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to hav ha
It's hard for a man to relax when there's so many maps Should be prayin' more, ain't seen a Sunday in mass I heard it all before, bait niggas
I could use another wood, I Feel so misunderstood (Damn) Tryna read me like a map Riddle me that Gimme some Ritalin sleep for the wack Work in
the headlines My death and the time left on the Clock's all I got as my deadline Don't open up shop by a set time I ain't DMX, I don't read your texts I may be
Uh, looking at this map and I Don't know which way to go (way to go) Where I am (where I am) , I'm so lost (I'm so lost) I could've swore that I took
brought me to his castle I’m a hassle and a half Find I’m always getting lost So I’ve drawn myself a map I got tutors and computers Fencing and gymnastics
If we were to go by stats Prison is a goldmine camp With no buy backs Nigga is a wizard in the system holding all my blacks It started in 1640,
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