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So many trials and tribulations but the wiser man am I such
fixations are fix-
ed on me I tell you I am sick I m sick and tired of all the
fables tired of
all the lies I m tired of seeing bullshit walk up hill miles and
miles if I ve
done half the shit that s been said about me too much and then
some I could
have spent the span of 20 lives compared to just my one so get
off my back
all you slanderers just leave me alone put your mose back on
your face where
it belongs you fucking drone your life is pure fascination your
mouth speaks
such abominations I condemn your allegations you are a
Frankenstein creation
it must be weird to live one s life in a self make believe pit
but then I look
at mine and then I see what a pointless one yours is so crawl
back in your
hole yea back in to your world of make believe when I see your
smiling face
you best be prepared to leave in a land of pure untruths I
gladly crown your.

Seen him there he ll have your guts for garters,
dont care where you come from,
he always finishes just what he started,
i wouldnt touch him with a barge pole,

Hide the valuables away and lock the doors up nice and tight,
hope that you enjoyed your stay they say sarcastically polite,

The streets are...

I come form the West Coast small town south side
Born in OC grew up in 805
Flew the nest and ended up in LA
Still a villin still chillin still smokin on the challis
They re like dogs in this place
Other people pissin on other people s real estate
It...

Giving a brief smile
something s on the way
forgotten for a while
and you try to speak this
without a voice down by a black road
we try to forget and try to make it through

Someday we ll go
further from this right into the bliss
some night we ll try
to leave this place for another

They...

There are things in life you learn
And oh in time you ll see
It s out there somewhere
It s all waiting
If you keep believing
So don t run
Don t hide
It will be alright
You ll see
Trust me
I ll be there watching over you

Just take a look through my eyes
There s a better place...

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W trybach maszyny wciąż tkwię
Spętana woli siłą
To dobre, a to złe!
Na twarzy pusty grymas mam

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