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surveyed all to which I clutched
After all it won't amount to much
'Cuz this is my trial by fire
To live my life here balancing on wires
Yeah this is my

strut cause the spiral will not stop
It takes you even lower then sucker punches the gut
A cheap trick by fate in which it tries to harvest
A stray cat

wit
Cheap magician tricks
Herding his sheep 
To the slaughter
Feeding you guilt an bread

in and they fuck wit who I am momma
They’re ain’t no room for cheaters or cheap tricks momma
I let them in they love me for who I is momma

cheap
Tryna climb a mountain, I don't want no Jeep 
Can already taste the money, eww so creepy
Tape my eyes open, every day is the weekend 
Tryna live

the sky, high in the sky
Bad taste is the gasoline for the free market engine
Cheap trick, smoke and mirror, yeah sure, you'll get your pension
If you wanna

the rosies where we all fall down
Would you jump off that bridge and follow the sound
Thise dirty cheap tricks revealing your every motive
Must be all your

You abandoned me
Love don't live here any more just a fantasy
Love don't live here any more

Hatred in my heart veins full of venom
Pain in my bars
I

(Dan Marino, ah)
Free the guys, shit hurt my soul
They got the RICO (They got the RICO, ah)
Margiela (Margiela) , bricks cheap, I can mellow (I can

Down for the Count

Xzibit

Reflection Eternal

2000

threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
One, two, three, four
The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like Jim Morrison we

the rolling stone tour (ah-ahhh!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
[all] one, two, three,

divine prophet
See through the sea of false prophets, I part it
Split dynasties in half, the last Jedi
See through your mind tricks when I speak the truth

to light other sides of reality
I'm learning the ropes of life before I End up becoming another casualty
Fact over beliefs,
I Used to live in the streets
But

of ice, forests consumed by the flames
Open your eyes, my child
Apocalypse came
Burnt winds blow the tempest
We are all to blame
We spin in time
We drink

killing for.
The city of the masters treats you like cheap whores...by law!
It's colored but it's darksome, lots of shades to blacken lives.
Can't you see

his mind lies
Never really cared, he a cat with nine lives

But lost SEVEN, by not reading the manual
Bound to lose two, til he becomes a man who will

competition ya spray em wit raid 
I live life wit no care hoster don't play fair
Hater want at me I ain't runnin away
You wanna play games I'm down to play
They

the boy and call me instead
Him a 'par with him friends like Barney and Fred
But them a watch the game, and them a live lame
And them nuh have no flame

Hell Sent

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

Nine, ten, we're out to kill again
Straight from the burning flames of hell
A place where all assassins dwell
Pur back on earth to destroy all

Cheap tricks and non sustainable gimmicks
Can get you rich quick
My ego wants that legacy bit
The kinda philanthropist
That rid away with a system
Dreams

wouldn't resonate
Dissected my mind
Till it found a way to detonate
I had to bring clay
My food out weighed the paper plate
Too cheap for ceramic had to go

how to live without
The quality crafts and the made-by-hands
It's an old trick with a shiny new face
I rest my head and rest my case

Tell me how can

my bucks like Giannis

We both wanna get rich-thats some shit we agree on
The way you live your life aint right thats why u be wrong
Thats the typa

a hooker to bite
Sluts dressed up like 70’s playboy, looking for their candy tonight
And if you think it’s a killing joke. And your cheap tricks gonna live