Yeah.

I'm back.

Worldwide we click up and

and pick them bricks up

mala toffs get hard off in case of hiccups blueprints for movements

plan bees and switch-ups grandma's got a 40 cow tuck to make you kick rocks first

priority children up in the village. Gotta keep them safe the authorities want to kill them.

Same old cavalry second coming to pilgrims we learn from the natives. They play this with car dealings.

Poms to the sky we screaming our God willing

then prayers weren't answered we locked up in bar buildings

and term in camps it bands within our feelings we burn we chant we can't

remain chill and Ferguson they murder one it can't be you really how long before the law brings murder to your city

Moths for synagogue jihad massage really how long before we click up decide that it's silly before depth we digging

our own ditch we pimping for profit then diamonds are off set it's funny how we

dying to get rich we dying to get rich that's something I don't yeah we're yelling

out these colors they don't mix white and black conflict this bloods against

crips that's just it dividing us up quick if mind states switch, they ain't winning if we.

Hextas, goons and goons is now goblens.

That same coaches pass down to the offspring, slaves off the plantation,

got a move with caution. hit the water throw these blood hands

off scent off tent oakly shades we on brigade no jay is slim accolades still we renegades

past the beginning states tired of being oppressed the press once the pen a page headlines is grotesque.

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