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June Speak Up

that you had Hidden the pillow that covered the weapon? The knife that cut? I?m still in hiding And you?re still kidding yourself Speak up, speak up

and I cryed for weeks. This one came out when I tryed to speak. All I heard was: Chorus repeats 1,2,3,4. I see blodds and crips runnin up the hill.

a cage full of lions, I learned to speak lion In fact I know the language well I picked it up while I was versing myself in the languages they speak in

The birds are up when he collapses through the door Spilling out in constellations on the floor Soaked in liquor he's soft as bread ... And everything

passes by That I don't have a single tear fall past my eye It was like three brothers and the sister that I never Had always beat each other up ties

don?t think before we speak And we don?t stand up for the weak And we don?t listen to the freaks the freaks Cause we don?t clean up our own shit And when

save yourself the ebarresement, don't even aproch her Disguise your self, go buy a costume I am making stock works, while you working stock rooms (ughh) and I was praying I would drop june

It can't be a coincidence that my last attempt to speak to you is through a hip hop format ? the thing that started us talking way back in '98. The mormon

Are you ready?) Better gather around, GP's in town (To get sweaty) We came to rock it and tear down these walls It's up to ya'll, What you wanna do? Ain