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South of Market in the land of ruin You get all manner of action Tinsel tigers in the metal room Stalking satisfaction They got 'em packaged up for love
The forty-four mag'll tag 'em, stack up them niggas who try to compete with platinum. All of them callin' me, follow me down to me corner, slip up
down And now we're prowling niggas from alleys Cloning our sound, we found your town Now is you ready for the war? Cry loud and go Many if all niggas'll fall
mothafuck, We come to party; some of my partners come to fuck it up, Stuff em, turn the fuckin? music up, Get it crunk, nigga what, Fill up on my niggas
that I saw last night Was a headlight of a man-made sky But man-made never made our dreams collide, collide Here we are now with the falling sky and
on the mystery of it all So many times I?ve climbed up on a wall Just to dwell amongst its ruins Aching from the fall Lost within the openness of life
You can make a plan Carve it into stone Like a feather falling It is still unknown Until the clock speaks up Says it's time to go You could choose the
schools and the factories were there But somehow the faces had changed So he went for a walk in the high street Took his coat off and rolled up his
Red Dragon Unbelievable, under duress My voice resonates, and ignore these featherweights Resonates, pound up with this acid taste Resuscitate the double horn side of me Colliding
fight would be asinine You just pop wines, I must pop nines Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece You're shook up, two bricks, every cook up We can hook up
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as
When we first met the well was dry A long, dark winter passed us by With shooting stars and hopeful hearts Our worlds collide And so we rushed to fill
guts get served up when I get it all spittin up, aim sturdy. Cut it up, gut it up with cold cuts with another nut heated up, came dirty. I'll be off in
the steamy bathroom wall Eating a noddemix As the people are running The high rise starts to fall While she neatly wipes her lips The reporters pick up
A stick and a can and a Kakadu man Will the speaker speak up or the talker talk down? The world is no oyster and here in this town Shit falls like rain
