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not a contestant
Searching for the best trip
But this one is worse for
Your lungs than asbestos

Never know what's going down
I never know who's in my

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

another Christ was shot in the back of the head.
We regret to inform you. Regret to inform you,
That another Christ, not yet ten years old, was shot

live from a place that’s infamously
Known for the bullshit the numbers are infinite
Asbestos suit to clean out the garbage
Let’s be clear, San Brown’s

Sanctified
Been a long ride trynna find another way out
Niggas acting cocky for a feature just because they got some clout
You ask for help they

his head

"That's not risky that thought is dead, " he
Says "It's like, 'You know, I rhyme, too' "

Turning to me, Pharrell says
"I always call him

a hater
It wasn't like that when I was rappin' from a rich player

Rappers get exposed cause I would never save Her, if it wasn't for these medley kids
So

talking bout the loser that chooses to pump that message in the music 
When they themselves are not even consuming 
They got a generation hooked on drugs

sense never common and voices are getting stronger 
Then the futures only getting farther
Another generation influenced by the fornication
Hating,

time we see another brother
Shot down 
We're not feeling that pain
We're rioting for change to come, how 
Do we expect to come to a solution 
When we

envisioned
How for every one that makes it
It's like five who didn't
But we ignore the five as if the one is all we see
Not realizing where they at is few

wealth from zoot you sell
Never let the piggys know where you should dwell
On the flip if I blow up and get rich I promise not to turn Baluga whale
Big

We are just humans, every one of us with flaws,
Exposed, endangered, to the reach of hatred's jaws.
We seek inclusion, by society we're defined,

plan
And I'd prefer to not be working when I'm a real old man
And I've been raising kids since I was a frickin kid
It don't matter what I did there's

a second to learn the schematics
A bitch might be bougie but I'm not dramatic
Everyone walking around with a habit
Generation full of functional addicts
I

ablaze
Intensified the contrast

As dancing blaze adorned the heavens
Massive, dormant black holes awakened
"It is pulling me in yet I care not
The journey

I'm just gonna do a bunch again, and we'll just cut any ones that we don't want
What'd he say
Look, music saved my life more than once
But I'm not

side
B and C notoriety
Cant switch, pick a side
Generation exposed
Highly composed
Of lost souls
That chose different plans
On the same land
Nothing else

clready passed through the temptations
Patience is another good consideration 
Ben10, a big problem for the generation

Chorus
Ooh Lord show me my purpose

He mastered creation
Coupled with the fact his abrasions are
Scars from the past generations
He grew up on the era of the Doctor
Eminem and Ice Cube

manhood (understood), certified partnership Most High (all good)
Directional grassroots, intestinal fortitude, Dirty South, Northern Exposed
Closed mouths

exposed to money making and taking oaths
Being a gang means gotta maintain
The younger generation is doing
The same thing that the older class is teaching