| The sun keeps shining
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| People keep trying me I can’t waste my time
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| The black four-five when shit get wild
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| You fuck around and lose your life
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| You thinking it’s a game
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| Cause people know your name
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| You gon' find out the hard way
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| I ain’t what you thought I was
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| I got a brand new feeling still A Brand You Can Trust
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| The Skull and Guns with the cap and the bandanas you love
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| Point your pistol at your enemy you stand and you bust
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| (BANG BANG) on these foes — it’s sucha animal rush
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| Got that old thing back it’s like you can and you must
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| That monarchy-anarchy's waking me and standing me up
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| Walking me around I’m ranting with insanity much
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| Too much for my own good (so I abandon these drugs)
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| But I feel like I’m fighting for my life when I’m writing still
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| I was feeling like my skills were heightened when I’m biting pills
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| (BREATHING) Pacing 'round the lab crushing white and pills
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| I got so much venom — FUCK LIFE if I might get killed
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| Then I might get killed — let me write this will
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| My head was fucked now I’m sober and it’s like that still
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| The same lunatic, giant gun the defiant son
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| I thought I told you I AIN’T DONE
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| You heard Slaine sober, I’m a cocaine boulder
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| Smoke dust with the Angel of Death, my brain’s vulgar
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| But my heart’s blacker than Bad Brains, see these last days
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| I’m in a bad place, homie, I need a damn change
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| A reignition, a new mission, a campaign
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| Kill 'em with success and bury them with a glad face
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| Meet 'em with a smile, tell 'em what you really think
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| Then beat 'em with a brick, then feed 'em to the pigs
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| Throw 'em to the roaches feed 'em to the spiders and snakes
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| Lies and fakes personify violence and hate
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| But I’m smarter now, I realize that drama is lame
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| And I own my mistakes, though my karma is pain
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| And that’s just the way of the world but what part of the game
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| Said I gotta stay the same way I was yesterday
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| I’m trying real hard to be the shepherd
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| But don’t push me up against the wall
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| That would be a motherfucking death wish |