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with the camp
Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9

hide
Is ocean sized
Melts away

Good morning sunshine, it's so bright outside
Good morning sunshine, here by your side
Then take from me
All

so good to be back..

I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel and re-energize and rewind
I give sight to the blind, my

Don't lie
Just Pick a side
Throw up your sign
So they recognize
I wear certain colors
When I go outside
I know all the hoes
I know all the guys
Live

We're searching for the undefined
Gotta break out of that lock-step march
Persisting against rigid lines
Learning when to color outside

Forget

It was one for the ages
It was one for the times
Blacked out front pages
On the New York times
Bruised up faces on my time line
You know it's strange

the moon, if we dare
Color us completely outside of the lines
Let's go somewhere we've never been before
Let's do whatever happens next
Even if it don't make

Look
I'm ready to die for mine
Just cross the line
Ready to slide for mine
I ain’t hard to find
Ready to die for mine
Just cross the line
Ready

Chicago

The Tossers

Purgatory

2003

segregated 'em back from where they came

Neighborhoods splits up by highways lined
Dividing different races by color lines
Old mayor Daley put 'em there in

Oh, it's always a beautiful day, even when it's rainy outside
Yes, it's always a beautiful day, even if it might come as a surprise
Yes, it's always

Breaking barriers, new ideas abound
Learn for life, not just for tests
Embrace the journey, forget the rest

Step out of line, color outside the box
Question

Burn... You're like a Slow Burn...
 
I need Your Slow-Burn deep inside
‘Cause I'm Hypnotized by your flame tonight
I need Your Slow-Burn in my mind
Outside

Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waitin' outside, ayy
They know I'm ready to roll
Smokin'

nature
But master our instincts and to understand

Modern tools of evil, used by liars above
Forced upon us by the outside world
Break the seal of this

I walk to my own rhythm, no chains to hold,
I live by my desires, bold and untold.
I color outside the lines, create my own view,
I'm the unstoppable

lifetime
Spit on my watch, make the ice shine
Spit trife lines, 44 spit slugs out
Ready to thug out at the clubhouse
Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out

to go
Lets watch the leaves turn you & I

Watch the autumn colors go by
Under a clear blue sky
With you forever by my side
The burning smoke gets in my

tastes like peppermint
Can I go outside of the lobby
Ohhhhh

Tomorrow's kids are crossing all the lines
I'm running out, I'm running out of time

Would you

In the air the talk is April
Where the blue light birds are singing 
Like a chorus line of small bells ringing 
High in the trees above

All the sounds

VERSE 1 - Jake Palumbo
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Used to sniff lines, I don't line dance
Color outside the lines till my time pass
Bypass

the razor blade to your neck color purple Nigga if you get out of line then I will
murk you Take your ass down to the river and then desert
you Buck shots

switched bodies with Master Fard/you got to come outside sometimes, it's ok to color outside the line sometimes, you'll be amazed by all the things hid

person
It's much easier to be a bastard and just try and match the colors of it

Yea testing testing one two
Very happy to be here
Just wanna talk about

satisfied
Don't color outside of these lines
Get us just right
For this fight
I'm all yours alright
Like the night sky
Hold me close and kiss me right