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Plastic

Biohazard

Uncivilization

2001

ignorant
Afraid of our might, so they label us belligerant
How can they be so motherfuckin arrogant?
To think we'll stand by and take this shit
We are

out river bridge
A young folksinger
Was only rolling by
All those yellow fields
That in some other time
Might have been passed over

I'm moving slow

perfect but it's ours
This is where our friends will come drink all of our liquor
Where we'll eat takeout cause I messed up our dinner
This is where

Yeah, take me by the eyes, for an opportunity
Bad day, this shit wild
Yeah, take me by the eyes, for an opportunity
Tired of reconciling, wise ll

packs I’m reeling em
Aye
If we talking bout packs I reel em in
Ayy
And I might as well relaX
I’m chilling then

Only Code is the street code
On my mama I

to angels.
They call her out by her name.
Oh yeah, she talks to angels.
Says they call her out by her name.

She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket.
She wears

cat to cross my path 
every time I'm going to take another bloody bath 

well take long walks by the beach 
looking for my next meal 
just another

War never ends
No hope for the world

Kill those who think differently
Things work out well at this time
Corpses fill the fields
Blood spilled by hate

I'm falling asleep in the long grey days
I long to be in the song of waves
I belong to Thee, but my heart it screams

There's nothing like an ocean

iniquities
In word or deed
Do all things
In the name of Jesus
All because of Him
What He did
Up on that cross
For by grace
We're saved through faith
This is

1-2-3, 1-2-3-4
How many niggas in my store
Tell me who got the dope or the liquor
Cause it's the truth

When i talk to the liquor i feel like I'm talking

and running in parallel

And I cross my heart and hope to die
The day I find you by my side
I'll hold you close, I'll hold you close

The miles between

a note
Before the teacher took it I read what she wrote
Do you love me? Do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do
Well then don't be afraid to take me by

greed bullets in your sleep
You couldn't have enough, even with all your pockets full
Well I'm sick & tired of your bitching and complaining
You're like

Her voice sounded like something that's been creeping in the shadows
Salivating at the scent of someone lowly as the gallows
That's me, dimly lit

as constellations circle horizons
Bet you still ain't catching moon out before the night end
Look in my closet wonder how much egos you find dead
Well fuck it imma

What Means The World To You

Cam'ron

S.D.E.

2000

pies like Betty bake
Top balla in every state
In Chi I'm mike, Boston I'm Kenny
In Miami I'm Timmy and Phoenix I'm Penny
Damn, in Harlem I'm Sammy

Infinite
You herd of hell well i was sent from it
I went to it, servin' a sentence for murderin' instruments
I'm infinite
Like i'm Mike
I just be killing

Day after day
It gets so hard just to stay awake
When all my dreams
Have you at stake
Time after time
I sit and wait for it to pass me by
Cross my

demons by their names
They come drink with me at night
And everybody leaves
I believe in God but He don't believe in me

The cross on my neck is

I come home and you're waiting there
Your arms are cross your sitting in my  chair
You point your finger and start to swear
I turn around and get

stacking chips
Like that old pringles can
By the van in the gangway
Where I stashed my shit
The dicks sitting in the alley on Gladys
Shorty go pass the blick

It was Saturday last week
I was hangin' out at Johnson's Creek
We were partyin' in my van
When we were hassled by the man

Jammin' to Foghat

Well not a day goes by 
Where you don't cross my mind
Should we give this a try again
I know it's been a long time (been a long time)
Since we said