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can't believe you're gone, an Time ain't the same when you're thirty three Man I'd trade it all to have you here with me Your momma cries almost everyday
sorrow's marching all the way with me, Telling me I'm old now since I lost my man Since I lost my man. Old man sorrow's sitting by the fireside, Lying
exists to entertain this serpent race No choice but to continue Marching into the ring Coliseum of suffering Crowds of snakes Set the stakes Cheer with
up 85 on the dash Wondering is this the dream are we really free at last Then you see the news another death by the cops hand Black man you ain’t free
''73 This man got shot, African traitors with rifles Blocked the car that he and his wife were driving See this man was a strong lion, down for
By six he's out of bed, she makes his coffee sweet He grabs his boots and his coat Leaves a note that says, 'I love you' And runs to catch a bus
Gritt madden he the coach nigga My jugg calling again step hard like marching band Yeah I'm the motion man you can't approach the kid Word around
Gregor's bound up in a rug Besmirched by cyanide and blood And Willy's etched upon a plaque Some errant lead lodged his back Martha's burned up in
Left right lefty low low left right The worlds upside down But that's alright man cause Look at me now I am so pretty! Dancing here up on this stage with
everything, so let it ring They will never get us Even in the summertime, we never sweat it No, no [Verse 2: Notion] Hell yeah, believe I'm marching with my
like a teen Wish I could kill you that way you'd only Exist in my memory The idea of you could never be spoiled by Your immaturity Wish I could feel you
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight Days go marching by There and back I never wait for a confident reply Yeah, truth is stark
not seem to shed a tear Still looks a royal man Greek Jason With polished words he tricked Hipsypyle And left her and their child Loathly place
ain't takin no wickets Ain't no six six six it's sevens We purchased by the blood Cause he punched my ticket Pull up pull up let's go Pull up pull up
I’m illi man Ain feelin man I billing man They all dealing mine Since a little young Been killing man Tall nigga 6 feeting man Bitch nigga I be
Destruction at their feet Onward Christian soldiers, Marching to the beat Marching to the beat Beat Storm the gates of heaven The church of Man is lost Storm
the wrong genes I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means It was the wrong plan In the wrong hands With the wrong theory for the wrong man The wrong
York City Six foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn As they push the recline buttons down With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland
York City Six foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn As they push the recline buttons down With dreamland coming on Dreamland, dreamland Dreamland, dreamland
I moved to L.c. with a couple hundred dollars and a box of clothes I drove my car and cSRX through the rocky roads Things was feeling real maybe cus
crosses and you'll never see a-one But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun You can hear a ghostly bugle As the men go marching by
back with after 6 months This filth? What the peanut butter And jelly bullshit going on Huh brazzi? Ya niggas Ain’t even worth my fucking rhymes, man
(like that) Ninety-six gon' be that year I bet you never heard of a playa with no game Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
(like that) Ninety-six gon' be that year I bet you never heard of a playa with no game Told the truth to get what I want, but shot it with no shame
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