| The only heart in hell
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| A to the O to the R to the T to the A
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| To the blade of the day and the stay of decay
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| Left embedded when I’m deaded
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| In the sing bone poem stone of say
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| Push it…
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| Sun moon sickle
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| To endeavor of old
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| It goestake take take
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| In the 200O
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| We more off order of importance to the human code
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| More hollow Modern motto for the walk dead toll
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| And Into the narrows we March…
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| You want it more barren and stark
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| These children don’t have hero’s
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| And they’re liking the dark
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| Has the uppercase I so stoned the heart
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| I’d rather someone steal my hands
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| Than lay theirs red on my art
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| Must one make poem to fist
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| Then put rest to wish and resolve to
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| Wouldn’t daughter in a gutter like this…
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| So can one shatter as a vessel in a world of shell
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| If so, I only heart in hell…
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| Did Ya rip it
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| Did ya burn it
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| Did ya hear it when you heard it…
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| Is you is or is you ain’t bright light
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| In that broad dark of the trite
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| And all things blues thief in the night
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| Unsober soldier of the stereotype
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| Are you abuse of flesh blood and the mic
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| Filling out a hollow with life
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| Or is this to you
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| What rap had always sounded like…
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| Prey tell, How does it feel to fold
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| Selling not man but the mold
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| For another long lick of the coal
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| And in the wake of such, waste no breath
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| One must you see my science is death
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| How death?
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| More deathful than the sicking of this world on an infant…
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| More deathful than the waste of freezing meaning in instant…
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| So Do you just shell or do you only heart in hell
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| Tell me
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| Wealthy singster prey, tell…
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| Does the great white sugeknight above you
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| Comb your hair while I hell…
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| I hell… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Roman Is As Roman Does, artist - Themselves. Album song Crowns Down, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп