Folsom Property Tax (Live)

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The Pablo Collective

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Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living 
Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing 
Sta cat to lines with a netscape glow 
Try not to die with an orinico flow 
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8 
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late 

Cali meets Quentin, introduce the cash lane 
Tell them a story and now your duck has become lame 
Tongue is what he says to lay down the facts 
Our living is killed off by folsom property tax 
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose 
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost 
Make off the measly dough and makeout the John Doe 
I'm trying hard, try and forgive, im making mine, so why can't I live 
I'm trying hard, try and forgive, im making mine, so why can't I live 
I'm trying hard, try and forgive, im making mine, so why can't I live 

One three foresight for finale 
Five six ate the fruit of denali 
Nine tentative lies for back alleys 
Nineteen seventy nixon Death Valley 
36 inch ran them hand off 
Drive slow lynch face them mind off 
David looks and sees them kind off 
Impossible precision pick off 
Cash the check for a newlywed lie down in the block with a newly hemmed 
Jump ship when you walk off the dock hey one way 
Go in never leave and they keep you none paid 
Possessions possessed by the people 
You detest 
Full of felony and the jay walk reset 
Judging by your faults I'd say you're due 
Repair your mind and shove it in that's cool 
48 feet not lovin that's cool 
Think you're out in a bit that's new 
Wolves on the prowl back home that's you 
Free card don't work here bye bye adieu 
Here nor there you're not going no way 
We're carving you a mold alert it's all gray 
Just like the thoughts of lockedgenarians 
Dormant and solemn till the call of the clarion 

Cali meets Quentin, introduce the cash lane 
Tell them a story and now your duck has become lame 
Tongue is what he says to lay down the facts 
Our living is killed off by folsom property tax 
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose 
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost 
Make off the measly dough and makeout the John Doe 
I'm trying hard, try and forgive, im making mine, so why can't I live 

Pacing around my square number 1031 printed on the door 
Workspace with no square feet and my walls are lined with my missing drawers 
The table turns while my record churns 
My collection gone while my eyes learn 
My work is done count eyes they're none 
Walk along the edge and my cash is bum 
Talk along the guards are gone and now I work til they come back 
Knock upon the walls I'm a pawn castle walls got me catchin flack 
The people need the constant flow and I'm only giving up an inch of slack 
Three walls and a window too bad I got the blinds opened up a crack 
Na na na na na na is all I got leanin up to my cv 
Chatter for days and all I've got is what I got on tv 
La la la la la la la is all I hear walking down the street of sidewalks 
Cars don't go here I don't go here I'm just goin off the deadlock 
Up the track, and now we've got the knack too bad the guys don't know that our lives are cut back 
Locked inside my life inside my dingey shack 
Disciples enroute to the total lie while I'm left inside, who's the real tau 
Private peers know that my face is off content inside's based upon the dow 

Watch my peephole in the night 
Open up my slot I might 
Tell you my life story alright 
You shut my cell up in delight 
You laugh and hit the night alive 
Ill make the product out of spite 
The grave of us on which you jive 
When I leave you have just arrived 

Imma do it well, from the cradle to these other places 
Representing my opinions in my words but not my faces 
Ring the bell for a town I skipped, no holds barred for me 
Except the bars that i built to box inside for thee 
Click clack of a keyed clink they walk beside without seein me 
Puppy eyes got cliched ain't no problems that ain't solved being me 
The walls torn you see me lookin like I got no chance 
So look away go back to bed and do my song and dance 
Eyes look but don't read shit recollect my jaw don't heed this 
When they come for my legs let em bleed this 
Sunken eyes got my teeth fixed door outside don't got the wreath fixed 
Surface level got beneath mixed 
Sandy laced vision the split decision obscured by the quick revision 
Of a work marked by pale attention got a mark of my vague intention 
Write about my tell tale dissension 
Think about the pretension 
321 now the lies ending hypocritical thoughts and I'm still pretending 
That I think straight please don't hate won't take the trait gotta new bait 

Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living 
Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing 
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8 
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late 

Cali meets Quentin, introduce the cash lane 
Tell them a story and now your duck has become lame 
Tongue is what he says to lay down the facts 
Our living is killed off by folsom property tax 
Break off the talent show and break out malignant prose 
Take off the dirty clothes and take out the compost 
Make off the measly dough and makeout the John Doe 
I'm trying hard, try and forgive, im making mine, so why can't I live

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