| Coffee*Blood*
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| curdling truth Working
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| the word in as proof Besides
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| mine the guidlines of righteous paths taken Tremendous
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| speaking fresh, out the kitchen And
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| never switching from the homegrown Hole
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| it down like the ozone This
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| is for the playa playa Make
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| ya holla holla The
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| kid with no morals Sell
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| his mama for a dollar They
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| all fall down They
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| all fall down They
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| all fall down They
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| all fall I’ve
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| compiled this alongside with bone So you can file this under for the opposing a nihilist Doubt
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| what you know nothing about reactionary Belief
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| in the scripture’s fulfillment are contrary To popular belief Hellbound
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| in a basket Sucking
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| on their teeth Wound
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| up in a casket At close you, froze Already
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| chose the doors you go trough The
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| life you chose to lead Determines
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| the place you go to hook
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| the naked untrained, eye Who
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| can’t see time fly by Revolving
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| on a carousel Living
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| life like a modern day fairytale Slow…
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| mo' urgent, message gets a no-go What
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| fo' Can’t
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| nobody tell you Everything
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| is lovey dovey Till
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| your plans fall through They…
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| all fall down -x3- They
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| all fall coffee
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| it down flat The
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| ins and outs of this business Oral
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| with my morals Things
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| I say seem pretentious Show
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| change I ain’t deranged To be looked upon strange Like
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| the dames in the verbs joint (shoot we, the factors) You
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| ain’t know neah Rally
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| all my troops in gi Joe gear Arsenals
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| and weapons abundant Stop
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| me if I sound redundant bonafide
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| redundant Man
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| please appease me Repeat
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| yourself Most
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| folks scared of the truth Living
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| lies Fooling
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| themselves and everyone surr |