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between the chaos and confusion
And this love we feel
Is gettin' deeper and deeper and deeper
And deeper, and deeper by the minute

But we let it slip
Doisman an off duty security guard was a third unarmed African American man of 13 months when he was killed by the N.Y.P.D.

A loss of faith

It`s mass confusion niggaz losin by the minute tryin to win it
But thanks to hip-hop, yo Scratch spin it

Chorus 1/2
Verse Two:
the hate by twos

All they left was the yellow tape in his shoes
It's real when the funeral wait to make the news
[Incomprehensible] so we six up on 'em
that's unheard of
You betta watch how ya talking
And where ya walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip but I gotta loc
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Hes phony hes fake that's the type of people hate hey hey hey jada jada! [Repeat: x2] 
If your real and you no it clap your
And Tunechi's gon' find someone to love
And you go by yourself, so all alone

One minute she love me,
The next minute she hate me
That's two minutes
(Here we are in this day and age still loyal to the state of confusion. Why
is it only tragedy when harmony unites the people of this nation. We
conclusions. You get one shot. You either win it or lose it. & I had to break free from my state of confusion but it gave me the strength to see through hate's
This the city of Chicago 
The state of confusion 
The style I'm using is free 
Or at least it would be if my mind was 
Peep I'm behind cause 
1, 2, 1, 2, 3 
ruff ruff ruff... 
Tripping down nations, de ba se dens 

Nah nah nah... 

On so many journeys 
Always in a hurry 
Crossing so
You used to be stackin' when you was the mackin' 

But that's alright, it's a small thing, a small thing 

A two-minute brother, girls, I stress
And Tunechi's gon' find someone to love
And you go by yourself, so all alone

One minute she love me,
The next minute she hate me
That's two minutes
nigga advice, shoot dice
Do plenty of shit cause this life, how many you get?
How many niggas do you know get two?
Besides a nigga who snitch to skip
I can just hear her voice fall as I wait here alone
How can so much harm be done by just two minutes spent on the phone 
You say that things will
to college with a knapsack of sacrilegious artifacts
Notes from the Grand Dragon, swastika, three grams, two gats with HATE!
sad and faithful day
Then I began to gamble to pass the time away
I thought I played a hand or two then hit the thrill again
But Lady Luck was with
She got a 2 year old in nursery
And then lately got the sack
She gets a phone call from her mother
And she takes a little flak
Cause she earns all
the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of people actin stupid

I come to every club with intention to do harm
the trenches with the four eight
Still sleepin' with the toolie by the doorway

They like "where you been Young? Shit was bad for a minute"
All them clown
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa constricted, on my
fien(d) (never), with raps complex
They love you one minute and they hate you the next
Push my lex through the california sunshine
Look back on my life
Ahhh, make way for the lunatic
I want to stop, I drive by the camp quick
I want necks 2 or 3 maybe more
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some
married and live in our world
Let's play rough; we can get wild
I could go home, but I'll stay
Cheat but I won't

So I go by Weezy 
Love me or leave
I. Innocence

II. Cold Daze
The coldness of confusion
Hangs in the morning air as
Brazen bells ring reality
To announce the conqueror dawn

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