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Hands
Bounties and Broken Hands
So call me a criminal
Call me a basket case
Psycho-savage animal
Your civil waste
Post signs of promised rewards
Slapped

Trigger pull it, let it hit you
Gun slanging wit da pistol 
Razor blade let it kiss you
Hand grenade no need ta be civil
Hold my post, I'm feelin militia

Tell me, who gonna win this civil war?
Is it the good girls or the Insta-whores?
You're not thirsty but you still want more
In the end, is it worth

didn't post my black square on time
And they know I wasn't saying nothing half a week ago
So they've got to be the problem and the problem's gotta go
I'm

I was a post-war baby in a small Scots town
I was three years old when we moved down south
Hard times written in my mother's looks
With her widow's

Civil service is gone
Self-service is on
The circle is inner
An order of peckers
Shouting on Twitter
White lies, black lives
Red-blue fault lines
Fat

"I want you to work your way out upon
That limb as far as you can
If you see anything strange, let me know"

Back without the post move, it goes one

Back in the day gang civil, who woulda said that we had old friends
Paid in hundreds, reminisce times when I had all tens
Stay OT overnight,

smart
She gives Crazy Brain
But she can't be bae
Can't lock arf my ting can't post on mains
You know dem ones where your vibin n dat
But deep down you

to the side for me
I'll make you go wild babe
Now turn the volume down babe
You know I'm Civil with the sound
Baby dive into my ocean
Lets pretend that you

researched magic right alongside psychology
It was the topic of your dissertation
And your post-doctoral studies on hypnosis, and influence and the truth

Ivory Coast

Rancid

Indestructible

For twenty four hours on the Ivory Coast,
They relieved soldiers from their post,
And they drank champagne, for a toast,
To pay dividends

ahogados? (Dímelo)
Con el ojo cómplice del Estado (¡Sí)
La guardia civil pegando palos
(¡Pegando palos, ey)
Centro de internamiento de extranjeros
(¡Que os

you'll make it to the hospital
Get shot in your shit, playin' man in the middle
Woke up a monster that will not be civil
They won't post a addy, they

Heads Up Eyes Open

Talib Kweli

Radio Silence [LP]

2017

A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in

coming from them projects nigga
Getting real life Guap I ain't post yet
"Do it for the clout" Niggas call em Offset yeah yeah yeah
Ain't no scrimmage I be

Civil War

John browns body lies molding in his grave
Ain’t a man in this world need to be no slave
The color of his skin ain’t what he’s worth

whack!
The Civil War is over, I gotta get the drunks sober
So drop and burn the loser flag!
We not post racial, in reality
The hatred stay coming in waves

I scribble
Uh different bitch every day like I'm civil
But you would never catch him on
A leash in my kenal
Cola doesn't save him cola doesn't cape

I'll snake a fake homie
They post me online just for insurance, they put the jakes on me

Once you cross that line, it's a short time before you fly

I Want My Sh*T

Insane Clown Posse

The Amazing Jeckel Brothers

1999

harm me
I fought in the civil war, yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a mack-10

Man, they didn't even have that shit back then

How you

I Want My Shit

Insane Clown Posse

Jugganauts: The Best of Insane Clown Posse

2007

the civil war, yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a mack 10
Man they didn't even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit

Mysterious
Like we post with Quentin
What a villain
But the mind change
When the story told
After perception sold
Homies had a civil war
Communication was

to your turf
Postcode, cro post, up like a gargoyle
Surveying the strip, statue with some parcels
Road man a post man with a carpool
Pull up like a drive