| Triple kick cold, candy apple red ship
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| She grins when the C10 bed gets
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| Tattoos a paragraph from my life’s book
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| Needle nose, ink drips, no lead tip
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| Graffiti artist in the streets let the paints speak
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| I graffiti beats, I graffiti war and peace
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| Law of above, the middle, the level and beneath
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| Black colour shirt boost american priest
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| Heat covered up in gold
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| Kill 'em all dead
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| Shovel 'em up them holes
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| Dried dead wood covered up them coals
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| At the hot plane where we left them souls
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| With the hair, what the hell is hairless
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| Heaven in a place I can be myself ever since seven nachos
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| I’ll be the dice, I’ll be deciding my life rolls
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| There’s a fire that’s burning in front of me
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| Yeah, I’m the one who started it, can’t you see?
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| And there’s a countdown to your eternity
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| It’s 3, 3, 3, 2, 1
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| It’s time to make changes
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| (Okay, we got them, we)
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| But change only comes with the first stone
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| It’s time to make changes
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| (Okay, okay we got them, we play no fear)
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| But change only comes with the first stone
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| (Yeah)
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| King but I’m cut with vengeance
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| Came for the face but the aim relentless
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| Got a chip on my shoulder expose the victims (Oh god)
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| You suckers better hold your christian
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| Walk that shit talk I learned from them best (Who was that?)
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| And still gotta earn what I rep
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| Inglewood City with a whole lot of steps
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| Split em right down the middle, never yearn for respect
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| And if I die tonight…
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| I just wanna leave a couple lines for you to recite when there’s
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| Another riot that you need to incite and they’re
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| Killing us off and then avoiding indictment there
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| I got some reasons not to fuck with these demons
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| Can’t say no names 'cause that would be giving them credence
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| And I never believed in an American Jesus
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| A bad religion if I’ve ever seen it
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| There’s a fire that’s burning in front of me
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| Yeah, I’m the one who started it, can’t you see?
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| And there’s a countdown to your eternity
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| It’s 3, 3, 3, 2, 1
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| It’s time to make changes
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| We take it, we take it
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| They want me to want more
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| We take it, we take it
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| We’ll come in the back door
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| We’re coming, we’re coming
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| And we gonna want more
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| So let’s take it, let’s take it
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| And cover the back door
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| There’s a fire that’s burning in front of me
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| Yeah, I’m the one who started it, can’t you see?
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| And there’s a countdown to your eternity
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| It’s 3, 3, 3, 2, 1
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| It’s time to make changes
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| (Okay, we got them, we raise the fist)
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| But change only comes with the first stone
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| It’s time to make changes
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| (Okay, okay, we got them, we play no fear)
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| But change only comes with the first stone
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| Let’s take it, let’s take it
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| I want you to want more
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| We’re coming, we’re coming
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| We’ll come in the back door
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| Let’s take it, let’s take it
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| I want you to want more
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| We’re coming, we’re coming
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| We’ll come in the back door |