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[Madrox]Sometimes when they visit |
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I wonder ' |
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Can they hear me?' |
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I'm scratching at the box and screaming out quite clearly |
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I'm so lonely. |
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My one and only probably took another |
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That means new daddy and same mother |
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For my babies |
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Before they grown ladies, |
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I hope they remember me when they old ladies |
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With their own babies |
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Carry my memory until if fades away |
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My mother came to visit me, yesterday on my birthday |
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She laid a single rose on my head stone and said"It ain't been easy trying to get along since you've passed on" |
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I hear it momma. |
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It's been real turmoil |
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I've been scratching all month, trying to hit topsoil; |
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I've been working real hard, but my body feels weak |
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But I can't die! |
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Just too awake to fall asleep |
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Tell them all that |
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I miss 'em and send it with all my love |
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Sincerely from the underground to all of the above[Chorus:] |
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Shed tears for me |
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How longhave they been praying for me |
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Also, I'm sending love to all of the above[repeat 2x][Monoxide:] |
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They gotta whisper to me |
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I'm all alone in the place of underground |
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And I'm surrounded by grace |
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And all the faith in my existence see |
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Lives on and the face of my seed |
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And I can see it when he visits me |
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But I'm a father of the ground now |
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Family to the earth and |
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I'm sorry that |
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I'm gone now |
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Kiss your mother on the cheek |
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And tell her |
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I understand why she still don't speak |
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Even though |
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I'm in this coffin |
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I get haunted by the streets |
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And the sounds of bloody murder roam the night |
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And I'm freaked out |
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Now its peace out |
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Cause I pulled the piece out |
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Put it in my mouth and blew my motherfucking teeth out! |
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I reached out |
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But nobody reached back |
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And no that's not an excuse, for it's the reason that |
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I'm trapped(inside here) |
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And everything is black and hard to breathe |
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Exactly like the life that |
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I was trying to leave[Chorus][Madrox] |
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You know I hate to see a grown man cry |
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Sometimes my homies stop byand smoke joints to get me high in spiritif they could only know that |
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I hear it when they cough |
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Hear it when they talk, and scream for them to stay every time they get ready to take off |
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Peace you all. |
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Bring a shovel next time |
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Cause it's cold down here and this dirt is a thick line between life and death |
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It appears |
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I have nothing left |
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But the person never forgets just like a ghost in transit[Monixide] |
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I watch 'em move like bandits when they rob my corpse |
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And then they left me on the porch as a prep for the divorced |
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And now I'm back in a black bag on a gurney at the morgue |
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And I'm on a flat slab, hoping the journey will bring me home |
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Isn't that sad |
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Then I won't say no more |
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And let you think about me every time you hear this flow |
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They put me back in my coffin and they lowered me down |
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And ever since then, it seems like nobody come around[Chorus x2] |