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Drumroll (We're All Thirsty)
In a world where world ends at the end of your block and them uh little whirlwinds spin friction round the clock I be savage hunt and gather the average rather cadaver Cock back hammer spatter matter all over cell phone and calendar No peace yeah in the middle of a war zone riddle when the norm thinks slow no sleep yeah with the shades down low on the down low fighting with a dream I creep yeah all my secrets please I dont need to speak paranoid like a man in the land of the free to set up and let us burn turn cheek damn stop like the octagon top of your block (ultimate fight?) Im gone off my rock no songs no more locked just a little bit of prison sneakin up on us we wont listen til there isnt any more of us theys days we quick to part ways with rights like okay here but lets be clear for the record I did not sign up for lock down or any kind of shock and awe now Im so bored you must have forgot just who you were dealing with nothing less than aggression so naked so crystal clear with a trust in absolutely fucking nothing but Doomtree Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com step up your thought game lames we all thirsty
Its like they leave us no option walkin these streets here just watching these preachers speak from their pockets these teachers reach but cant stop it seedlings so poisoned so lost just following prophets to nonsense tossin whats right to the dust and I aint no casualty got no surface with spotless morality my dirt might have to cover up my grave but I keep (my) (a) fear of faith and filth clutter (up) my cave got me lookin for my disinfectant (I dont know how to behave) (god) Im bored you must have forgot just who you were dealing with nothing less than aggression so naked so crystal clear with a trust in absolutely fucking nothing but Doomtree step up your thought game lames we all thirsty
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