| Coalmine trapped me/ I’m a diamond tryin/ to get out
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| Metropolis try swallow us/ the city’s what I spit out
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| I’m a chemical spill can’t keep the lid on
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| Put your bids up/ I found a stairway to heaven to get on
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| Still snowing over hell/ I’m tryin to put the Mitten on
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| Premeditated murder/ brought the pen along
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| I’m on/ a second migration yet with the techs drawn
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| Let me walk you thru these yards/ these the next lawns
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| My nigga he was here today/ and then the next gone
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| His headstone read 'Live Fast or Live Long'
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| Watch Pops cough agent orange/ and pass the/ asthma/ on
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| I never yawn/
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| Sleep when I’m underneath what the grass is on/
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| School for the blind/ envision it thru the graphic song
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| Feel me like brail/ puff it or pass it on
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| The passion of Jesus Feet, they hear the color Bronze breeze
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| All my cat women siamese/ with knees/
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| On the hardwood/ gargling like gargoyles/
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| Scope/ not the mouth wash!
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| Doused off/ in Holy water
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| Flames bounce of the Epi-Center/ Threat to sender
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| Slender window/
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| To escape this/ Matrix/ You’ve entered into
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| Corrupt civilians/ turn to silverbacks with pencils
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| I trace a stencil of my future/
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| It came out in my body’s shape/
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| White chalk but I’m here/ I awake
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| While a deacon is speaking for my sake/
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| And why is it called a 'Wake', if he’s forever sleep?
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| Treasure speak/ Rubies fallin' off clouds that leak
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| (Rubies fallin' off clouds that leak!) |