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To hear a scab say Sod you, Jack
Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on, boys
Which side are you on?
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To hear a scab say Sod you, Jack
Which side are you on, boys?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on, boys
Which side are you on?
fingers
'Cos I know where they've been
You're not gonna put those scabs on me
I must hide from a thousand grinning faces
All sucking from my crazy
and I'll show you the scabs on my knee
Watch out for the broken glass, put your shoes and socks on and come along with me
Lets follow that fire truck
I think
Lulu Land
How can you lose when you choose what you feel?
The scab will fall off when the wound starts to heal
Bugs on your side and it's your turn
fingers
'Cause I know where they've been
You're not gonna put those scabs on me
I must hide from a thousand grinning faces
All sucking from my crazy
the air, my friend
What doesn't bend breaks
What doesn't bend breaks
We are made to bleed
And scab and heal and bleed again
And turn every scar into
I am an anti everything man
A scab on the lips of the lord
My caustic dismissal
Is all I need to get you
To fall on your sword
It's easy
crotch 'cause I'm top-notch
I run amok Sasquatch, and I like to eat live crab
I've got five beepers, you scab
But you can find me directly on the Ave
the air, my friend
What doesn't bend breaks
What doesn't bend breaks
We are made to bleed
And scab and heal and bleed again
And turn every scar into
explain those scabs
Ha ha, where we at? Flash one-time
[Chorus: x2]
Ha, '98, too soon
Brand Nubian, what?
open
Our hearts are used up, cracked and dry
Pulled the scabs off of regrets
We haven't learned to read our conscience yet
Truly sorry, I see
the color of anger
They dry to form a scab
To the touch, it's stiff and resilient
Underneath, the new skin breathes, yeah
It's all been saved
With
to eat live crab
I've got five beepers, you scab
But you can find me directly on the Ave
(You niggas cheat me, well who's that!)
My breath never smells
fingers
'Cause I know where they've been
You're not gonna put those scabs on me
I must hide from a thousand grinning faces
All sucking from my crazy
fingers
'Cos I know where they've been
You're not gonna put those scabs on me
I must hide from a thousand grinning faces
All sucking from my crazy
from its scab crusted sores
There's screaming and crying in the high-rise blocks"
It's a rat trap Billy, but you're already caught
And you can make
I am an anti everything man
A scab on the lips of the Lord
My caustic dismissal
Is all I need to get you
To fall on your sword
It's easy to live
the world, shit was cold to her
Tried to kill herself but shit, it didn't work
Mama laughed, it broke her heart
Built from scabs, so pain don't hurt
Never
lying and I have no faith
A scab on humanity to be scraped off
You're vile and no less obscene
Debasing what they find holy
Make yourselves right with
on dust
I rush this rhythm, hold like Mingus
I swing this joint, no static to sting this
A bitch's brew, who ?? gyro
Scabs can't craft what only
fly girls always hurt you
When they kiss you
And I'm never out of dodge when
Cupid aims with his pistol
They leave wounds and they scab and they pus
ooh
Have ties, with city scabs all in red, ooh
Big up for still giving head, ooh
Spend a 100 thou' on a diamond for the dead
I'm in sky and I
that's the way it hurts
Picking in the scabs from the past just gon' make it worse
Can't be 21 every time I sit and make a verse
When I did that song
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