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"Was that you?" Ahhhhhhh Police, open the fucking door Show me a warrant, bitch Wait a sec, are you cooking up fire beats in there That shit's
Perfect as a full sheet broken what it should not be Blanket what's behind closed doors guilt equipped with dull swords The stench unknown masked by
backseat Your fingers don't quit, like you was an athlete Can't stay for dinner, so I know she feel bad for me Gotta be home by 3, cause she got a family I
(We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall After all, all, all, all, all....) [Christ Bearer] When them guns go off, bitches hit
Walk through that door (Through that door) Two I’ve been missing you baby Three I love you more (I love you more) Four Come close the door I want you I
I saw you down by the secret beach Reading Dennis the Menace You said you'd bought souls in Moscow And sold them off in Venice And I'd scream "liar,
beating down my door, demons that’s inside of me (Pause) Shawty got a knack for going off/ One minute she on then she off I say “what you want”? She said
your windows Brace for impact, cut your wrists Comin for your fake persona, cower like a little bitch Ate three tabs just to calm down, look around
of those radium girls behind in time by light years This isn't 1908 because Model T not my type, yeah Man I don't like to be rude but if you calm down then I
so you better get a door mat Uh down in the joe it get sloppy Most talk but a few gonna up it no Mach three Last straw poppin his top like a hi-c 10 P
And I'm three move Ahead of you Boy I'm telling you There's no stopping me Feeling like Kobe If we down three Hit eight back to back Now We up there Is no
Watched you pull at your sleeves Seen you sit by the door Wish I was the reason you looked down every time Those doors let the light in And the shadow
not make a sound Pulling up on every witness and gunning 'em down My young nigga come straight to your door like a Jehovah's Witness But know he ain't
Down in the coffee shop the taxi drivers sit Surrounded by the sound of three juke boxes Next door at the beer garden, beef salad on a plate And I’m
mother don't know is daddies out of jail Kicks down the door to his old home Mother on the phone The twins crying you killed mother Daddy on the run for
five a.m., but we didnt give a fuck, we were young back then 3 weeks went by, of titty sucking and making out She had the most prettiest tits, without
By feeding him the flesh of dogs Three crones were her disguise The Queen and Lugaid saw their chance To fight the Cú and win When he battled next 3
three fingers bourbon in my coffee cup Cry on my best friend's shoulder down the hall Feel so lonely, when I close the door Bite my nails and I walk
the solitude, I'II find strength to carry on, Neglected by my friends, left out in the cold, When I need a shoulder, no one's there to hold. Always too busy, too
it They've been kicking down doors and bustin' out flows They can't get me on the phone so they surprise me at my shows And everybody needs a loan
think I sprinkled when I tinkled so, I dip in the sides there be a sweeter by the seater cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol for 5
Yeah We in the championship We was down 3-1 Yeah (I can feel it coming in the air tonight) Philly Champions of the United States (Oh lord)
the day When I would have to pray for God to hold me down 'Cause Lord, I feel like giving up today I feel like giving up the faith I swear these people
in the chamber For the jackas and the dope fiends Fools come short get rowdy Kick down doors Show mutha fuckas that ya bout it bout it
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