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Dry Cell Find A Way

label us with deficiency ''cause they could not pay attention They were responsible at our age That's why we live with infection Yet we find a way to

sittin' in the cemetery I got a plan to kill a pig so I placed a phony call about a bitch I buried Fuck a cell, I won't ever go back I got you creasin

you to cross it that's a mountain that I doubt you wanna climb. I can describe areas of your house you wouldn't find on an episode of Cribs, A blow below

die, fuck a prayer Dragon slayer, organ donor, a nigga that's quick to bone ya Black pitched walkin and talkin and spittin and breathe with a moaner Lightin a

They don't much care for you No they don't like your kind The way you look walk Or the way you talk The way you always speak your mind But you want to

empty cellar Like a gone dead train Once was at a time when I could Mama shave 'em dry And raise a fever ice-down chill Waitin' at the station With a

my life like a movie now it's way too realer Who woulda thought your baby boy woulda grew up to be a killer Yeh, now I'm a killer Guess I'm a killer

m sittin' in the cemetery I got a plan to kill a pig so I placed a phony call about a bitch I buried F**k a cell, I won't eve

and then I find a way to slip away 'cause every now and then there's only so much I can take If I find a way I would leave today Way Day of reflection