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| 2:40 | 
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2. |
| 3:41 |
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| 3. |
| 2:27 |
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| 4. |
| 3:35 |
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| 5. |
| 3:45 |
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| 6. |
| 2:36 |
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| 7. |
| 5:07 |
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| 8. |
| 5:57 |
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| 9. |
| 3:49 | 
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I stand firm for our soil [a source]
lick a rock on foil [nigga I'll come forth] Say reduce me, seduce me, [They juice me, seduce me] Dress me up in Stssy. Hell is round the corner where I shelter. Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter [been livin' on a study] If you believe and [or] deceive common sense says shouldn't receive Let me take you down the corridors of my life. And when you walk, do you walk to your preference? No need to answer till I take furthur evidence. I seem to need a reference to get residence. A reference to your preference to say, I'm a good neighbor, I trudge, [shrug] So judge me for labour, live version of the song. The bond on me ensures [lobotomy] my good behavior The constant struggle [strum] ensures my insanity. Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family We're hungry beware of our appetite. Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight. The kill which I share with my passengers. We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill. I stand firm for our soil [a source] lick a rock on foil [nigga I'll come forth] Say reduce me, seduce me, [They juice me, seduce me] Dress me up in Stssy. Confused by different memories, Details of Asian remedies Conversations, of what's become of enemies. My brain thinks bomb-like, So I listen he's a calm type. And as I grow, I grow collective. Before the move sit on the perspective. Mr. Quaye [Mr. Kray] lay in the crevice. [Distant cradle in the crevice] And watches from the precipice. Empirial passage. Heat from the sun somedays slowly passes, Until then, you have to live with yourself (x2). |
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| 10. |
| 5:28 |
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| 11. |
| 3:36 |
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| 12. |
| 3:28 |
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| 13. |
| 5:24 |
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| 14. |
| 2:45 |
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| 15. |
| 5:32 |
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| 16. |
| 3:15 |
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So messed up
I want you here In my room I want you here Now we're gonna be Face-to-face And I'll lay right down In my favorite place And now I wanna Be your dog Now I wanna Be your dog Now I wanna Be your dog Well c'mon Now I'm ready To close my eyes And now I'm ready To close my mind And now I'm ready To feel your hand And lose my heart On the burning sands And now I wanna Be your dog And now I wanna Be your dog Now I wanna Be your dog Well c'mon |
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| 17. |
| 1:48 |
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