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been told Cause you can no longer take on my wrath You been so true so faithful For your word I'm so grateful Your love is true And not what they showing
feelin this anger Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth It's just me against
down Plot and I watch, strategize, but the clock Is sayin time don't wait for nothin, it don't stop Crabs in a bucket make me wanna say fuck it Like pop
a liar Find a thief Through the lies and the blasphemy You are fucking dead to me You are dead to me This de los muerte, this day of the dead It turns
big. Cause when your life is shit, then you haven't got much to lose on Slaughterama! This next geek is guilty of the following: A Grateful Dead life
confederation, dead a nation, EXPLODE on detonation, overload the mind of a said patient When it balls to steam, it comes to it we all fiends gotta do it
lyrically at Can't none of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead Back to take
in the public, send your budget Well fuck it, I ain't budgin! Young did it to death, you gotta love it Record companies told me I couldn't cut it Now
t None Of Y'all Mirror Me Back Yeah Hearin Me Rap Is Like Hearin G. Rap In His Prime I'm, Young H.O., Rap's Grateful Dead Back To Take Over The Globe,
tisket-a-tasket, a coffin or a casket Grateful Dead, nightmares that make you wet the bed Visions of bloodshed dancing through your head IT'S KANE! Chorus
A partridge in a pear tree I don't even know what a partridge is, to be honest A partridge is a bird I think it's a bird that doesn't fly Like Danny
Talking] Nobody cares (Trouble?s like a cancer, you gotta get it early if you don?t get it early it kills you) Nobody cares (u gotta cut it out) Nobody
I could be dead oh, I could feel regretful I?ll be grateful instead, I could, Crawl up a mountain, or run on the spot, I could, Hate what I have instead
be in the public, send your budget Well fuck it, I ain't budgin' Young did it to death, you gotta love it Record companies told me I couldn't cut it
at Can't none of y'all mirror me back Yeah hearin' me rap is like hearin' G. Rap in his prime I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead Back to take over