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of the Burren way 

From the causeway where the giants layed 
To Croke Park where Gaelic games are played 
Where hurling and football the games of men 
Where

gates marked by wood surname signs
Line the sparsely housed wide set dead end streets
If you drive down to where the gravel gives way
To the orange dirt

These Colours Don't Run

Conflict

Deploying All Means Necessary [Bonus Video]

1993

is shocked by two disasters in nine days and
Edwina resigns over a storm in an egg cup.
1989 Berlin wall is torn down,
Freedom sweeps the East. In

and you lead me to it
And you a freak I could tell by the movement
If I die I come back a hologram
Just to see what you doing
Meet me in the middle

stuck by the seven
The seven commandments
Metric equivalents
Meaning many niggas died for pleasures

[Dom PaChino]
I wagin guerilla warfare, supply

the alliance
All my niggas be shining, pressure turned into diamonds
We could take this bitch by storm, we controlling the climate
Multiply the money hustle with

On The Rise
I'mma show my worth
Check it out
Whoo
Check it out
Check it out
Check it out
Yo
It’s the eye of the storm
It’s a feast for the crows
Why did God

just another Millennium
Spending salad on dressing, Drip came from weathering the storm
Back to the basics
His own boss he ain't with the late shit
Off

Voice said we got to live
Don't waste time
Co's its all about survival
Life you leave
Is another arrival
Standing by the gates in silence
Back glance did

up lose it with aluminum
Beat you till you're blue and some with a crutch until you're numb
Bumping numb by Linkin Park going for the tricky part
She

The game got me mind blown
Voice of the trenches 
I'm the rain in the quiet storm
Ice in my veins from the pain that my life brung 
Plus, the streets cold

you up, hit you up
Ring Ring Ring Ring
Hit you up, hit you up
Got my tens on your screen
When I pull up by your driveway
Rushing in and put my ride

Nothing lefty to say I'm in mint condition.
I keep the pimping and my girl by my side. It feels me with pride.
This east-sider boy who had nothing she gave

revolt and storm the castle
Over throw the old regime hoping this is all a dream 
Floating through opponents overdosing on codeine
I'm Joe green mean with

doing this since the get
I ain't tryna go to bed sharpen my swords daily
These rappers I want their HEADS
Growin up in the East Coast from Amigos
All I

in the
Manor? Good luck with that
You'll probably get killed by the same
Youts that looked up to man
Diced in the alley when police left
These kids'll