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you live by the sword, you gon' die by the sword
They just tryna up the score, they ain't lookin' for awards
When you live by the sword, you gon' die by

the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had

this world all by myself
When I die ima get judged by myself
I could never get it right that’s why I need God help
I hate it when I fall cause I wanna

You ever lost somebody that you love
The pain hurt you steady reminiscing about you thug
You ever seen a nigga die in front you cold blood
You ever

You niggas don't care until
Somebody is fucking dead!
You niggas want somebody to fucking
Die until y'all stop!
Until you stop this bullshit
Laughing

come together
We gotta fight for life

Fred Durst:
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
We got human beings using humans for a bomb
But

Fred Durst:
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
We got human beings using humans for a bomb
But everyone wanna live
Don't nobody really

going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh

Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas, every minute a child dies by this disease

Fred Durst:
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
We got human beings using humans for a bomb
But everyone wanna live
Don't nobody really

(I know they don't want 'em)
Look, aim it, then I pop it, mami, oh, woah, woah
I know I hit someone, somebody might die

Locked me in a cell, they

to open my aching days of pain
		        Till I die a lonely death inside this worldly hellhole a slave. 
			


					      (Verse 1 Sketch A Peaze) 
		Fuck

Heaven I Need a Hug

R. Kelly

Heaven I Need a Hug

2002

mama
I'm still tryin' to get the answer why
You were young, 45, and you had to die
I'm always tryin' to help people out
And it's them same people

hurt even more if I die
So I'm not getting dressed up
But I need some help to take control of my life
And that's what the test was
I knew all along
That

after all

Oh
I don't wanna hurt nobody
I been hurt by everybody
So
Shawty tell me could you love me?
Imma treat you like somebody
You're somebody

You

Somebody pray for me
Pray for me
Pray for me Lord
Cause the Lord know I need it
Yeah
Somebody pray for me
Pray for me
Pray for me Lord
Cause this

the ones I hurt
And even more for my niggas in the dirt
Spend my days questioning my own worth
Will they airbrush a nigga on a shirt?
Or will I die without

work it out
I noticed your booty been gettin' a little bit bigger
What
Are you working out
You the only one for life
And I'd die by that
Like a thief in

Henny i hustle for pennies
Know my own feared by many
I watched and took notes as
A child I strategized
Witnessin' crack dealings and drug
Killings have

Rockstar lifestyle
Throw me a party every night
Pop me a perc yeah every night
Stomach hurt feel like imma die
But I won't die I'll be alright pipe

Vigil

Fish

Uncle Fish & the Crypt Creepers: Dusseldorf Philipshalle 7.12.91

1994

It was one of the first, but it hurt me the most,
And the truth stung like tears in my eye;
That even the good guys must die.
There's no reasoning, no

Vigil in a Wilderness of Mirrors

Fish

Krakow

1996

for old;
Like changing the channels on TV,
Or the dirt that we stand in, to gold.

When I was young
My father told me just bad guys die

contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by

yo what happen to the truth
Yo somebody tell me why he shoot
He pulled out a gun and he knew he had to shoot
You live by the gun and you die by the gun

thunder
Fallin' for the same stars we were under
This time of year I wonder
If you're out there bein'
Somebody's summer

That surf shop airbrush t-shirt
Was