| Dark skies, barely able to see the bats fly
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| But you know they’re heading home
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| Thats your home
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| Bats know better than to live in the cracks
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| Where the monsters hang their hats
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| They’re all gonna die
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| So we found the entry to their cave
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| Or more appropriately the exit to the grave
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| And we sealed them all up for life
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| Seemed like it took forever for them all to die
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| Bush
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| Cloud for life
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| The sound of hopeless scratching lasted all night
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| But there was no other way
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| There’s always another way
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| Freedom
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| How bad do you really wanna keep on breathing
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| Forces wanna stop you from it
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| You don’t deserve it
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| Less than human
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| Island of monsters
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| Roman imposters
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| Gonna watch out now
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| They’ve come to get you
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| Take life from you
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| Fema say they own you
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| Freedom has shown you
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| Light through the dark skies
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| Dictate who dies
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| On us our are eyes
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| Wishing for our demise
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| We are the people
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| One day we will rise
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| Even if first fall
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| No sugar coating
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| Shit might get worse
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| Before it gets ammended
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| Do you really love life
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| Then you must defend it
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| Even if we lose it
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| Cuz if we lose life living
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| Then we don’t really lose it, feel me
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| Breast plate purple blue crimson
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| Worn by the c. |
| o's at the prison
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| No time for kissing on the pope’s ring
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| Jesus wasn’t down with the bling bling
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| Death of the poor taken as a joke
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| The presidents retarded and hes sniffin' coke
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| Them black people down there they alright
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| As long as they keep in they' place
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| Jesus!
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| I phase into this plain
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| One god day by day
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| Change yer last days strange
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| Slay the graze
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| And dark the black thoughts
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| An burn the honey glaze
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| And dark stars shine
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| Upon my purple haze
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| And pitbulls lock
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| In the mind of the tame
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| And souless enteritys
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| Escorsion just blaze
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| My sport just raid
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| Hold court an grain
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| An cause pain
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| Ya lossing
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| Motherfucking paid
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| And field niggas
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| Floss in vain
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| Acting boss man
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| Untoil the bait?
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| Flow shade unseen
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| Drop a nate
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| Lucifer dante
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| Call a spade a spade
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| For the love i’ll never trade
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| One heart one mind to change
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| On ya grave the flower grow
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| From the concrete through the shit
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| That I have to wade
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| Motherfucking bash bruce wayne
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| The dark knight never play and sever all ya gains
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| Yer baby rest in peace Yves St. Larock
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| M.I.C, MF |