| Why even try
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| It’s time to die
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| The hell of myself is enough to defy
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| Thoughts and plans of the next man and neighbor
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| It’s all in the hands of us now you catch its vapor
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| It’s been on this boat long enough to float
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| Through hurricane winds and in the end still provoke
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| Thoughts to actions, actions to limelight
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| I’ve learned a few things
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| It’s the beauty of hindsight
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| It’s much upfront as you possibly can
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| A handshake ain’t nothing but the shake of two hands
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| Business is business and friends are friends
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| Never mix the two and if you do they’re bound to end
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| In sour notes or sour songs
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| ??? |
| for hope but I hope for the wrong
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| See I’m all about the truth and the few that I trust
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| So close to your dome
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| The wisdom discussed
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| Who wears the crown
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| Came to tear your kingdom down
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| You rule the wild
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| How we 'bout to rule the town
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| You running now
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| Go ahead hide yourself
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| Hold your pride
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| We’ll leave you with nothing else
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| It’s gun and knives, it’s tanks and bazookas
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| It’s hand to hand combat or just simply shootcha
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| It’s the principle
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| It’s the wages of war
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| It’s all-out-battle
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| Or to settle the score
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| It’s no more words
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| It’s fight till death
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| It’s heavy breathing till there’s no breath left
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| It’s peace and rest
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| It’s six feet deep
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| It’s your only strong
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| It’s your weakest link
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| It’s no time to think
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| Go with your first line
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| It’s too late to turn back
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| You’ve crossed enemy lines
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| It’s a climb of a lifetime without a rope
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| It’s no more notes
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| It’s no more hope
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| It’s to out vote the rest. |
| majority rules
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| It’s to be entertained by magicians and fools
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| It’s the throne, the riches, the kingdom and jewels
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| It’s the last man standing that won the duel
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| Who wears the crown
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| Came to tear your kingdom down
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| You rule the wild
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| How we 'bout to rule the town
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| You running now
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| Go ahead hide yourself
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| Hold your pride
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| We’ll leave you with nothing else
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| I ain’t even playin with these fools no more
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| Kick down the closed door
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| Teach 'em what the shows for
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| No more ho’s or throw your hands up
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| Nor any other party and junk we’re known for
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| Just a core of emcees aligned for war
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| And when its time for war, the crew that ain’t signed no more
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| The hungriest sharks in the sea are cutthroats
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| The overlords throw you overboard, see if your butt floats
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| And whether or not the weather is hot
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| Together we got a spot
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| So dont leave your soul alone to rot
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| We’ve been known to rock
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| Till the ceiling falls
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| Samson on his tracks
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| We’ll be seein y’all
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| It’s the end of the line
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| For you and your kind
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| May I remind you of the crew who time and time again shine
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| Bringing the ruckus and ???
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| Burn ten times faster than fat by enzymes
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| Who wears the crown
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| Came to tear your kingdom down
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| You rule the wild
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| How we 'bout to rule the town
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| You running now
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| Go ahead hide yourself
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| Hold your pride
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| We’ll leave you with nothing else
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now
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| The end is now, the end is now |