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Throat fulla ash No cold cash All my money gone, spent the shit on weed Thank god for my b, give her band a week Workin avidly Mental slackening Drive in
To the end Keep the conversations happening Keep our friendship far from slackening Keep my heart away from saddening At the silence of my friend Not a word
Going through the motions I think I like what's happening Time on top of devotion Feel the ropes 'round my heart slackening Everyday is a decision
Golden trees, turning pale The whalers return from killing white whales Seasick sailors, slackening their sails Telling bold lies and forging tales
the youths it's cool to be slackening The big truck, we backing in Woe be unto them, who call themselves politician Woe be unto you, who fail to protect
Guaranteed to put off and pass up that decay While the latest concerns are reports of a slackening pace Well it's savage and ugly the riots unfurl But these
to brace myself For the sudden stopping of breath Slackening of the nerves, and An anticipation that scared me to death And down Now, down
cap Bro, Stupid get smoked in my city like that No dummy boys round here, boy get Smacked Again And I'm back on attack, no slackening Yeah gotta let em
never know just how long you'd have stayed So sleep through the slackening screws cutting me loose at the end of the day It's not such a beautiful day
As the change sets in, we are separate As the game begins, we are separate Some string slackening, others giving in, change sets in Cycles
THE LOSERS ARE LEAD Swirling railroads Slackening aircrafts And all missiles are launched To celebrate the old days And it fits into a box that locks without
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