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After the Fact

by Evidence

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I'd like to welcome you to Long Beach, CA The time is 7: 35 am We'll be taxi'd for a few minutes So please remain seated with the seatbelt Securely fastened and baggage stowed Until the gate and the captain Turns off the passenger And just get on up ladies! (Ladies) And just get on up! Sometimes it's good to forget And not think about the problems With the world today See it in grey, revolving colors in the rain Celebrate mixin up the display Deception is perception when i pray It's spelled with an A Vindicated before the picture was painted Wasn't overexposed thats why the Image never faded Couldn't take the weight of the world It's off scale the grand scheme up close is Just a small cell Got ill communication better speak With ma bell? And when she break lose better Believe it's all hell The chem trails contaminating cold rails Til I heard devils or just angels that fell That missed the trapeze got trapped up Diseased are the ones that won't help him Back up in times of need Every poor aspires I guess Some glands act more grand than others It's the nature of the sweat I gotta remember to forget Off schedule, off set Still suprised you haven't turned This off yet Here catch a rock, let me get the assist And help prove the theory That intelligence is bliss Hey, I watch em look away from the Poster got they eyes stuck on television That frail decision I tried to tell them that's hella vision Can't take the heat then get yo Ass up out this hells kitchen See i don't scent ya'll weed I'm smellin' something different It's?, theres pills from it The bills keep runnin' And the factories without workers Homie they still function And they frontin' in that New era, metal made, laser engraved Mechanical slave, robotically trained With the arms of a crane That lead to more criminal minds And out of a job that grind Is take what you find You people comin' up with more problems See why they raise the price On the meds on me Damn right, we sick and tired of that shit That black market's how we get our meds quick Smoke with me You roll yours and ima roll mine See, you smoke yours and ima smoke mine Cause I ain't gotta smoke yours For me to go zombie Just find me at the spot with no weed on me And just get on up ladies! (Ladies) Just get on up!

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