| The clouds part revealing the moon
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| Bright like a lamp on a ceiling of gloom
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| Underneath we conceal and consume
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| Dealers of doom stealing our souls
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| Doctors ain’t healing no wounds
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| And so tax dollars provide dealers with zoom lenses
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| The pops? |
| children like helium balloons
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| Eye for an eye means watching your back, neck, and side
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| Expecting your death in high beams
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| High scream shattered this early morning
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| Hush, another mother asking why God scorning us
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| Two doors down another son born
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| A young couple celebrating while some mourn
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| Down the hall
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| Down the hall
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| Down the hall
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| Down the hall
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| This city never blinks, not a second to think
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| Six billion stories pass while I’m letting the ink flow
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| Sink down into the street walking the beat
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| Watch the b-boys close, they talk with their feet
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| Watch the business class walk with the marketed beast
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| Watching Homeland Security, they’re targeting me
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| Life and death all within reach, carnage and beef
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| Hell and Heaven, buying trends, all marketing schemes
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| God is alive and well, still the Devil dwells
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| In the hearts of men, cycle starts and ends again and again
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| Carcinogens in the air we breathe
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| I’mma keep three eyes open until they bury me
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| A whole city of gods convinced we got the shittiest odds
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| Believing our divinity’s lost
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| So we’re sitting here waiting for the saviour
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| Surviving with this animal behaviour
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| Ready, set, go
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| A million cities of gods, convinced we need the pity of God
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| Complaining our divinity’s lost
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| While we’re running around living out a dream
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| By any means, get it, sell it, ready, set, go
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| If your soul love the sun money rock on
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| If your soul love the sun honey rock on
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| Rock on and rock on and rock on and rock on and
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| If your soul love the sun money rock on
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| If your soul love the sun honey rock on
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| Rock on and rock on and rock on and rock on and |