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Jul 15, 2008 16:43

I see blood spilled 'neath my feet,
Lead me through wastelands of deceit,
Rest your head now, don't you cry,
Don't ever ask the reason why

Kept inside our idle race
Ghost of an idol's false embrace
Rest your head now don't you cry
Don't ever ask the reasons why.

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bluelinepaper July 18 2008, 05:17:03 UTC
niggas like a desert eagle with the trigger cocked back
and anybody with money better drop that

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