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Yankee boy, shoot the yankee boy
Yankee boy, shoot the yankee boy

Nine dead, ten shot
Nice shot

Miltary solution to civil rights problem
Call

on the edge,
I'm all messed up,
I'm out of my head,
I'm dazed and confused,
I'm better of dead,

I'm all messed up,
You got me all messed up.

I wonder why I

But his momma worked and his dad was dead so he had to get his own bands up
He walks to the mirror and hears his mom's voice in his head "you're your

All that wishin and sittin ain't doin shit 
My nigga so best believe that shit is dead
Be so broke don't wanna get outta bed
Cant get these demons up

Take my hand little girl, wipe the tears from your eyes
In the land of the dead, we'll forget all our lives
Lay them down, all your hopes and fears

it’s protecting me
Aye
Come and connect wit me
Less you in debt to me
F**k out my face you is dead to me
(Aye)
What you gon do when my dawgs go
Hit

Wherever they be
Can't forget what the good doc said
Remember this until I'm dead
'Cause a woman's ass
And whisky glass
Made a horse's ass outta me

Take

quite got through
Wanna tear it up 'cause you got plenty more to do
Now pictures of nothing remind me of you
Brakes dead and done, car went for a run

through the sky 
But I'm hanging by both my feet 
A thread 
Barely hanging by a thread 
But if I live like a Ghost 
That means I'm already dead 
Yeah I'm

happy thoughts
Because mine have run out

Wendy's dead
Her tomb is vacant but
Wendy's dead
So are all the worlds inside her head
In the backstreets

the mark of death inside of my head
Always trying to avoid the pain inside of my head
It’s so bad, it makes you wish you were dead
And it makes you wish that

niggas they really actin
I'm pourin a 4 up in traffic
Their diamonds they dead they look tragic
If I pop me a bean its a classic
If I pop me a bean its

cause in the end I forgot about her
I know I gotta stop with these percs and these meds
But im lost in my head
And I feel like im dead
Like an empty shell

Left me doing dead wrong just trying to live right 
Fell victim to the system i was eighteen
Put me money on my books for the canteen
You always took

so 'ard to decide what to do for the best

Cos it's heave-o, heave-o, heave-o, heave-o
Heave away on the dead man's chest

Well the voyage was doomed

You've said is true
Everything You've said is truer than true
You cannot lie
You're the Way, the Truth, the Life
And You sing to my soul in the dead

that I was just dead
I always feel so alone
Should overdose on my meds

It's getting hard just to type
I've been awake all night
I miss the scent of her

So many times life seem to be upsetting one by one keep counting my blessings
Got so many friends that are no longer living
Some of them are dead

a villain leave Harley a message
Make sure to call private
(Dead dead dead)
You want a murder just fill out the contract
My clowns will provide it
(Murder

like me babe, we both dead inside
She down to ride me, that's suicide (Yeah)
From the back, cross her to the side (Yeah)
Coldest heart, with the warmest

been hurt so many times probably why I feel dead
She believe her own lies why did I fall in
I think about her all the time her voice stuck in my head

Oh I'm falling everywhere I go
I can't let go
I need to know
You killed me dead, I can't let go, woah

You've given me hell
And I'm done with you
You

Andy Kaufman's not dead, he's on a beach down in Belize 
Don't believe in what you read, a victim of the thought police 
So come on let's have

A sanguine code 
You know it's coming 

A sense of knowing you were dead (Before you had a chance)
A minute strikes ya again

Know your head won't let up 
Your