| What’s left of California
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| What’s left of Los Angeles
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| Sidewalks cry cause they’re not as high shooting old dope
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| Rich kid skies are a good disguise lining our veins with hope
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| What did you get for free
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| And where you gonna sell it
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| Why should I give a shit
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| Cover up your facelift
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| What’s left of my broken heart
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| What’s left of Los Angeles
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| We got a new design
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| Excess redefined so you can dream it
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| Well we rewrote the standards
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| Covered up the old scars so you believe it
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| Scrape black tar from a guilty lung, throw a needle in your arm
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| Cough up wrongs of the city stars, they didn’t mean no harm
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| What were you supposed to be
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| And what did you turn into
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| We don’t even need you here
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| But where you gonna run to
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| Good drugs, bad streets, arms tied
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| My world capsized with style
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| We got a new design
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| Excess redefined so you can dream it
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| Well we rewrote the standards
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| Covered up the old scars so you believe it
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| I got a new plan, get me outta here
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| Pretend sincere stumble on words
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| Desperation, the warmth of a gun
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| Last hundred years remember twenty four
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| We got a new design
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| Excess redefined so you can dream it
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| Well we rewrote the standards
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| Covered up the old scars so you believe it
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| We got a new design
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| Excess redefined so you can dream it
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| Well we rewrote the standards
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| Covered up the old scars so you believe it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song They Will Kills Us All (Without Mercy) , by - The Bronx. Song from the album The Bronx (I), in the genre Хардкор