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Ambush

Storyteller

Crossroad

2001

That way everyone had their back covered.

"Over there behind those trees!" A troll suddenly appeared... with a huge 
Battle axe in hand he
Just

I was making plays in dis Kia sport
Doing right by niggas
Ain't receive support
Fucking bitches right behind 
These tinted doors
Being grimy nigga

Simple Song

The Procussions

5 Sparrows for 2 Cents

2006

the revolution is near no more confusing people with fear the constitution appears to make freedom a right
but you know its only found in the sun light i say you

out loud, making calculated plays
She stop for a second like: What did you say?
Oh nothing 'bae, I'm just thinking about the days
When we used to roll

out loud, making calculated plays
She stop for a second like: What did you say?
Oh nothing 'bae, I'm just thinking about the days
When we used to roll

around the block with our water-guns
And soak all the laundry our mother hung
You always blamed me
We used to hope that we'd be millionaires by 23
Making

That's just sand she murmured
In any case
The main engines had a designated frequency
Like the one I noted
On the components in more accessible

a bean I'm focused
If you didn't notice
Got the talent behind the rap there's no folding
Like the bills that won't go in my wallet
Ass keep shaking to this

there
why don't you show me? come on and take me

I won't get dragged down by your conspiracies
imagine if we had followed the science
and embraced

talking about life
I asked him looking back on his record making years
If he was glad he left it all behind
He said yeah but next to all the number ones I

numbers more than a morgue cuz I'm bored
Each thoughts completely warped when the devils at the door
Here to take you by force no remorse for this course

further instructions 
praying and debating if 
the demons are seeping shit

Im the greatest behind a amazing 
making naked maids gaze at the ray a dozens

what do you make of us
We are making our own story
You had nothing but our trust
Unworthy to your sorrow
We are left with pure disgust
My family will see

we had is running out
Because paradise it don't last long when you're out there on your own
But I'll take it for a few short days even if it means that

before it's time

To the back seat of the bus, making faces at the cars behind

Join the conversation, but we never had the nerve

Children should be seen