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Kill The Alarm Sit Up

up Live up Sit up sit up sit up Get up get up get up Live up live up live up Get up get up get up And start living Sit Up sit up sit up We?re not leaving

sun runs outta batteries Attach my fashion to the casualties of anarchy Save my nickels up to buy that homeless man a brand new horn Then sit up on his

down on the real to real) [Common] Chicka-chicka-M-chicka-C-chicka-M and my People call me Com and collective with prospective I draw crowds, go off like car alarm

hills [Eminem] Cool, calm, just like my mom With a couple of valium inside her palms It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve To roll up on you like

ratchet and hunt We kill Willies, still hillbillies don't call us nuttin else Might have to melt your Phillies You old man, sit down - tie up his hands

up I?m the big shot get it dicks nuts your just small boats little pricks girl you think that other pricks hot I?ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match ?fore I sit

t feeling nothing from the waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one legend alive The rest you gotta dig up You acting like it

of the Dean (security coming...) *beat switch* [RZA] Bododo.. school! Sat in the back of the class with my hand up Two wild security guards, grabbed my man up

D:] Sworn to bring harm, like the force of a storm Leaving my enemies torn, while they whale and scorn You know the deal, it's kill or be killed so keep