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I bought that bar with a hole in The wall
Shit look like a bowling ball
Neighborhood like a Wu-Tang Song
Got a feeling in my right hand Palm
Howling

the goat 

I want that blue money I need that indigo
I'm on a roll but I need some more  dough 
Need a good girl need to be in her throat 
Not a handgun but

the back, she a cougar freak

FN, Draco's , it ain't new to me. Aye
I just hop in this shit, I ain't even rap bro
I keep telling y'all niggas I don't do this

Are you crazy
Bad shawty wanna fuck, on a evil nigga
Tell lil shawty that im too busy counting figures
I want shawty back, think her ass gettin

Yah!
There are no heroes on the battlefield
Only scared men desperate to survive
Some hope that they will go back home victorious
But marching

Nobody's

All

Percolater

1992

Bathing in the blue light nightmare of the t.v. war. it's too late, I'm tired, but I can't see sleeping. simple central fact I can't ignore-nobody's

Demise and Vestige

Zero Hour

The Towers of Avarice

Feel The Surge Of Madness In Mind
I Can Hear The Minions Marching In Time
I Can Taste The Breathe Of Freedom
I'm Free I Am Free I Am Free We Are Free

and tall
But I have fallen in the dry stone slab with a bleeding nose
I lift, force my face out from the dirt
Solace has become my guiding force
Burdened by

revolt against the men in power currently
This started in a country that's surrounded by another country
Enclaves leaving statements
As we're all marching

disappeared. 
Found our seats and sat between 
The dilettantes and profiteers. 

When we landed were greeted by the salesmen
In the market where you exit from

the blues of the hues
Split sky and clouds fly by dew
Drips
Down to my lips and my forehead
Finding my deathbed
My ego is misled
Marching on I feel

Each and every Saturday
Which is everyday, by the way
BT Double, and there's really nothing left to say
Who was put in charge of the large text book

My kung fu will fuck you
Make every day feel like Among Us is actually among you

Mafia-style hit, cigar lit
Bumpin' Blue Note quick
In my Robert De

to the fate
Here comes the locomotive, arms are open, feet are frozen
A hug for the conductor, Settle in for the explosion
Gut punching through the car horn

some wildlife by looking around

So look around you
Look in the sky
Birds are everywhere that they can fly
They nest in lamp posts, they roost on rooves

windowed eyes
The world's marching by in perfect symmetry 

But Aristotle's wise words won't uphold, no
These parts are so much greater than the whole
Just

From a land, like Japan
Came a man, with a clan
Loyal troops, marching boots
In a room, got no mood
Pokémon, Parmesan
Forrest Gump, Better run
Yeah,

The dogs of war are marching now
On the streets and the fields
It was made by thy hands

Oh, my girl, little girl
Will kiss the boy
Will take his heart in

a wonderland
Played in by a marching band
Reaching for a peach
On a shiny purple tree
A butterfly the size of you
Offers to go flying with you
Climb onto

as we rolled by
We grow in number every day
Things may get loud
They made a war of our parade
Still, we raise our voices proud
Face down, he laid
Sing out

The boys in blue are out on patrol and taking us down is their only goal
Two or three cars cause that's how they roll they running the streets

the land he's fighting for
Says "Mama Mama don't you cry,
Ain't so long 'til I'll be back."

[Chorus]
Marching off to serve my country
Blessed are those who

answers man
All of the sudden
Boys in the blue shoot boys who are black
Shoot them for nothing
Where they do that at?
I just don’t know it feel like some

And ash far as the pews stretch 

So I go to the corner for brews but there's a barricade 
On the street people are marching head on towards tanks 
And then