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Mister Floyd
Will you accept the charges from United States?

Oh, he hung up, that's your residence, right? I wonder why he hung up?
Is there supposed
sittin' in the dark (yeah)
Facin' a charge, gotta go sit up in a court
All because, I was stupid and dumb
Shoulda never went through it with hun, shit
don't question me
I'll even send you shit for free
It's only ten bucks for the call
And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all
Put your lips up
But maybe your hands aren't free 
Your Father 
He made the world in seven 
He's in charge of heaven 
Will you put a word in for me 

Wake up
stimulates, regenerates
It's therapeutic healing
It lifts our feet up off the ground 
And blasts us through the ceiling

Between the eyes
I hear it
ta-ta-ta-talk

You shake
Shake 
Shake 

You gotta charge of energy
It looks like an emergency
But there's no way out, you're falling down
stressed, puffin' cigarettes, goin' through cartoons, I'm vexed
Since the Panther leaders went up on charges, upset
I'll never meet 'em, but I'm with 'em
regards for the law, we dodge ,em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt
One I have got here.
My loneliness in your room.
My time is up so soon.

I'd charge you for an hour
I'd charge you for a night
But this, beyond my
hands aren't free
Your Father
He made the world in seven
He's in charge of heaven
Will you put a word in for me

Wake up
Wake up dead man
Wake up
to charge

I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I wind,
I think its time

La la-la la la,
the government sold us drugs and charges to clean us up
Gave us three halves and high interest student loans
Four dollar minimum wage and section eight, we call
in place
Whatever makes your burdens lose their weight
Whatever makes you feel like you belong
Whatever makes you strong

It's up to you
Do
lot out there
There's an awful lot in make up
Some in every perfect hair
You know I lose a lot of sleep
Wondering if nothing would ever desert us
Crusade in the days of rage
Perilous folly
Rise up against your fate
Free your hate
Crusade in the days of rage
Tireless cunning
Stampede and break
I wish that I could love you
But I don’t know how to love you
There’s no one here to blame
So you can charge it to the game
But I really wanna
living in fantasy
Drift away again
My fault
I should never have left you in charge of my life
Kill me, you kill yourself, wake up

All the pressure
to fall
Now up against a gate you're pretty much

I tell your face that
I can't hold you up but I can't watch you drop
Tell your brain that
Both are
Called in sick one day
Stepped out my front door.
Squinted up at the sky
And strapped on my backpack.
Got into a van
And when I returned I had
Ah, from mi stand up inna volcano sound
Den mi bun di ganja pipe
Babylon come an tell mi dat naw right
Mi say mi bun it an pass it on da right
Mi
on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in
to do it right
Clean yourself up, take back charge of your life
Do us all a favor and please quit your behavior
Count your blessings 'cause only you
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not
are in charge of pens that shouldn't be in charge of brooms
They have the nerve to rip up a man's life in a paragraph or two
And the aeroplanes get

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