It’s the way you won’t tell me something
It’s the way I feel when you’re around me
Ain’t no lie it’s hard to find a reason to be thankful
Like a rainstorm caught up in the streams
Like the last one you’re ever gonna see
You’re the rain cloud
I’m the water
I’m the city
You’re my slaughter
Cut the block off
You gon see
Ain’t no MASSA ever gonna keep me
BLACKOUT
Shots Off
My turn
Watch out
I like the way you walk through the street
You’ll set it on whoever won’t walk too sweet
Go
To the slave yard
One, Two, Three
And set it on whoever don’t walk to the beat
Go
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