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Today Is The Day Face After The Shot

You could be my way out misery Cast the doubt look beyond pain Inside try to live don't try to Hide i need ya here i want ya Here you keep me sane please

's fucked up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror I'm seein' something scary, it's slowly comin' clearer I had a funny feeling that today will be the day

mad old buzzard, the reverend Shrieked and flapped About life after you're dead Well, I thought about my friend, Michel How they rolled him in linoleum And they shot

's over pot Legalize Drugs. Drugs. Legalize Drugs. History repeats that sure is the truth But does America learn from its not so distant past We have a new problem facing us today

dollar question is The million dollar question is street corner? This is what he said Have you ever heard the sound of a .44 at your door? This is what

mad old buzzard, the reverend Shrieked and flapped About life after you're dead Well, I thought about my friend, Michel How they rolled him in linoleum And they shot

this is for the niggas who was down from day one Love to hear, love to hear you motherfuckers I advise all you ghetto livin', struggling from day to day

ago, chaff in the wind, your life's gonna blow. Nothing you do, nothing can be new. What is good? What is true? Seeking to serve not ourselves, never. The Lord is

't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? You fucking disappoint me! Passive