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(5) Selah

When facts rocks fiction
Always cause friction Yeh yeh yeh
Stirs the minds of, minds of non believers
Thomas the name, they answer when I
One sip ain't gunna do shit
On the 2nd sip I begin to admit
That the 3rd one down is what makes me feel alright
And number 4 I slam down to the floor
By
in the bed of that truck
And a four speed on the floor
Five hundred dollars
It was mine all mine
And I never wanted nothing more

I took Katie
you
Got money I’v been different ever since
Maybe it’s me and my arrogance
Who are you, who are you anyway?
Who are you? We don’t know you

I’m
the bed of that truck
And a four speed on the floor
Five hundred dollars
It was mine all mine
And I never wanted nothing more

I took Katie down by
in the bed of that truck
And a four speed on the floor
Five hundred dollars
It was mine all mine
And I never wanted nothing more

I took Katie
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I’m praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
in the bed of that truck
And a four speed on the floor
Five hundred dollars
It was mine all mine
And I never wanted nothing more

I took Katie
ready to ride)

Don't want to see you wit that four five unless you gone ride
If I say you gone die, motherfucker, I get so live
But you be
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
decapitating parking meters when the pigs blew the whistle like Winslow
I went to jail over night for putting a sticker on a phone booth, now by the time ya'll
Anatomies get fractured, Sampson was captured 

By Philli-stinians, lesson's on in this millennium 

80 cowards, 4 devils, hand them less Benjamins
[Reverend]]
My sons, absolutes, and friends
I like the idea of being a soldier, in the army of the lord
(continues preaching)

Arch Rivals
We got
on and five coming out the sky, nowhere to run my nigga
Could it be the final call, prepare to be judged
But if it's Armageddon and you weaponless, prepare
the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars and our common visions,
The "C" of Tranquility, what will it really be?
What does the future hold?
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

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