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dawg when I meet a new broad
Or end up living homeless in the streets of New York
It’s not like you’ll do anything when you see this dude lost
But by now

dead
Dream on their baby oh we've got one night to go barely hanging on by a thread
But before we end this episode hold me a one minute more we can sleep

While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the aeons, and on and on
Oh yes we'll

get in another car accident
This time with your baby mother and
Kid and instead of dying
You end up being the only
One of them that lives what?
Yeah

to the end of
The road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead

electrician, officetion, we all gone end up in this
position, in the box with our body all stiffen.

This the homie Mark he got murdered by a cop infront
of a NY

when I’m gold
Left your mark right on my soul
Need your help to let it go
One after another
Took one straight to the head
I looked at you now I’m dead

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

administer their Christ's blessing.
In America poison is injected into the blood-stream.
Another Christ dies, jacked up by the state.
Another glorious

the river on the way to the sea

If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it

enough of you damn clowns
Dead serious you can tell just by how it's sounds
Mark jaxsun nigga
Hands down man down
What you got to say now
Nothing to say

Southside Can't Stop

Z-Ro

Screwed Up Click Representa

2002

another tape drop

We be crooked than a bitch, catch me dead in the mix
Shoot some dice start a fight, or scrambling for a lick
Chasing my cheddar

Traitors Gate

Judas Priest

FIREPOWER

2018

The river shows no mercy
The tower looms into my view
I sense my execution's closing
With darkness all around me
The axe is ground to end my days

have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song

And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in

Dom/Hollow

Pantera

Official Live: 101 Proof

1997

and each nail
Marks the demise of you life
Grim construction grows
Has life played a trick
Sealed you in brick by brick
Till your end forcing you

of the week went to working
I was too tired to get about much but that
Friday night I did get to the West End bar
I sat and waited for Cass hours went by
After

backstage with no fake MCs
Some leave the room, wanna chat about me MCs
Nah, dead that, diss me, won't like when I send back
There's way too many bars in

me how you really feel?
You're just another target you're a mark
To test the schemes I'm planning
Once you're in my sights you're getting
Shot up by my

And he causes all both small and great
Rich and poor, free and bond
To receive a mark in their right hand
Or in their foreheads
That no man might buy

control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith

A descendant of Abram

bro ends up hating me
Because we’re best friends and I will be a dead man walking
Yeah I am a dead man dead man what do I do
When my heart’s on a string

King Park

La Dispute

Wildlife

2011

Another shooting on the southeast side
This a drive-by, mid-day
Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin
Or near there, not far from

Bite me make me bleed
I ain't what you need
Mark my every word
You shouldn't have occurred
Ruin another man
With your crooked plan
Cry for love

deserving of my curse
With ramblings unintelligent
A slag inelegant, sucking cocks to stay relevant

Creeping, it's time to kill
Born another bastard son,

and I'll make another one
Then I'll have two clones what'll I do?
I'll have Mark watch as I break in Mark Two
When we hump it'll be an all me threesome