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guilty ain't no need for verdict 
Everybody heard it track 5 don't ask why 
Just know it ain't safe Backpackers and trap guys 
Swag Stars that other

This is a word you leaders find strange
We don’t need your politics just wholehearted change
We don’t need your “head-buts” give us your hearts
The world

When the spirits are high
And you can’t find
The perfect mince pie
Try not to cry
It’s Christmas time
It’s Christmas time
Well I know this guy
He

Wayne, John Wayne
We don't know what to do
We sure could use a hand
We're being overran by criminals 
And contraband 
And former Taliban
Their chief he has

bear
Wooly bear
Wooly bear
Look at old capstone in her
Wooly bear robe yeah
Cooks with one eye open
Glare like porcupine coals
Keeps a postcard pile by

Apathy

(It's so) easy to just close your eyes
Pretend that it's not there
Rather than to empathize
Just say that you don't care
Safe at home, why

to
Make them truly dissapear

Rise up!
Don't be like one of these lambs
Led to the slaughter
Rise up!
Get the power back
Before it goes pitch-black
And our

you can’t influence 
There is comfort in the valley

Blessed are those who mourn
For they will be comforted 

Don’t be afraid to bear your burdens alone

over you
Pack your handkerchief and your best shoes

Don't leave me breathing
No not alone
There's so much more I meant to tell you
I went by with

Truth hurts and lies kill well, you can try
But you just can't break my will
This moral-fiber–filled cheap, empty suit
Dons "Honor, Duty, Country"
By

already know the drill  
Never run my mouth 
I plead the fifth 
And just chill
Soaked up all of this game  
From my main 
We really wit the shits
Will pop

I look down at the stitches here from our past
Where the skin and flesh meet my fears
The sear of the burn is where ive come to y earn
By not being

All my life people left me
Alone in this world god gon test thee
Got some pawtnas my select three
Cant trust niggas cause niggas wanna dead me
I can

ran it up
In the hood for sum months
And I'm taxin exotic
100 for sum runtz
3.5
This not that fake exotic
You smokin on to get by
You don't even cough

Cant seem to get your body out of my mind
I swear its innocent
And every single time that you pass me by
I swear I'm losing it
And I know that you

(Ay CGM, where you at?)
(BenjiCold, why you icy?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah my choppa it rain
30 round drum to the face
Yeah, I leave that hoe stained just

shots again
Governed by my flaws
Having trouble with a god that I don't believe in
Hopeless heathen
Broken pieces make a potent defense
To why I been high

someone that aint a hunnid (Nigga you aint even got a hunnid)
Im a bad chick fly shit man expensive
Cry over who I cant aint no feelings (cint got none)

well
I raise hell in places that they deem heavenly
Wont make it to seventy, evidently
That's just how it is
Divide that by two, you give too much credit

will bite you, bite you
He seems kind don't be fooled
Its a ploy to entice you
Entice you

He visited my dreams
As I drift away he's standing over me

I see the zombies with the lo-fi canned-up spirit
I see people livin' life fake everyday
But you know it's just a game and I can't hear it
The TV's

up 
We’ll fly our wings to the sea

I find nothing but pain cos I can’t grow my seed
Then I look and I see that you’re right next to me 
By our home

Like a Cat [Bonus Track]

The Explosion

Sick of Modern Art [Bonus Tracks]

2003

Give him back his sweater
that poor fellow has only orchestrated symphonies
into the poisoned ant hills
You have tried I'm afraid
don't let it

to love without you by my side

When I remember those nights in your arms
Girl, I just don't know
And when I think of the love we had
The memory can be so