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Art Of Dying Do What You Can

Do what you can Do what you need Do what you like Do what you can Do what you need Do what you like We're not so far away Do what you can Do what

the non believer plagued by diseased why? Nothing but an open mind is what I try and maintain Hand on heart keep alive in dying art Pick it up dust it

them niggas can't be dying Bone Thugs Negro Don't know where you are? It can't be over! It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga gimme

Your feet can't say a rhyme this time, you lose But I respect you for what you accomplished, a great deal Just admit you can't handle the steel Gregory

To save your worthless flag If you want a banana republic that bad Why don't you go move to one But what can just one of us do? Against all that money

(...eye can see you) Look into my eyes, what do you see? I'm not man, I am no demon. I color you red, my murder's fuckin' art son of the dead. I was

dead? Or is it just the picture, which you're fed? Write rhymes with your heart and do your business with your head If you ever bought Pressure a beer

emcees I aint feeling you, if I don't know your real name Hip-hop aint dead, the industry's just wack, and hip-hop is a thoroughfare Keep your sights set What do you

did you surrender Late in the night do you remember What were the dreams that you betrayed then Would you go back if you could save them now Did you