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feat. Apocalypse |
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[Masta Ace - talking] |
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Man, I was starting to think I wasn't never getting out of here |
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But, umm, I'mma do things different this time, believe me |
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I ain't never trying to come back here again |
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[Guard - talking] |
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That's what they all say |
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You'll be back, they always come back |
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We'll save a cell for you too |
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[Ace - Talking] |
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Fuck that, you ain't gone never see my ass again |
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Mark my words, this time I'm staying out |
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Y'all waited too long for this (x4) |
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[Verse 1: Masta Ace] |
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Aiyyo, its been a long time just like sweet revenge |
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Never thought that I'd be seen on these streets again |
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It's been five years at least |
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Waiting for a peace |
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Bouncing off of these walls awaiting my release |
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Pacing like a caged lion |
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With rage crying |
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All them days trying to engage with the iron |
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Stuck in between a rock and a hard place |
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I got down on my knees, looked into God's face |
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Its really not the same, is it? |
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With low digits |
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And y'all ain't hold me down, ain't paid me no visits |
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New cats claiming shit just like they bought stock |
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And y'all let em move in and take over the block |
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I heard y'all be out there spending dubs with em |
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Out all night long, going to clubs with em |
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I guess thats what I get for having a kind heart |
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Today's when they life end and mine starts |
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[Verse 2: Apocalypse] |
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Sometimes waking up is even kinda scary |
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Some foul deeds I find necessary |
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Like the Christ and the Judas theory |
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I feel the hurt and scream loud but nobody hears me |
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My broken body bleeds heavy plus my mind is weary |
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Slipped the Mickey when they first gave me sex |
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Addicted to the trees, Henneseys and cigarettes |
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Inhaling the toxic gases when I breath |
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Study words of higher deity cause him I believe |
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I don't pray on my knees |
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Just in case the evils comes like D's |
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I'll be ready to blast and make him bleed |
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In high double-digits I go back to the essence |
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Leave my rhymes behind so you can use em for lessons |
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Like a new Revelations chapter |
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You ain't moving slow, it's just that in my mind I'm moving faster |
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Sick messiah like I'm David Koresh |
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You done picked the wrong nigga to test |
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Now pick - the tre pound or the tech |
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Y'all waited too long for this (x5) |
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(Gun shots) |