winds leaving nothing in their wake Cries from every living organism Fierce pain tortures every nerve Silence descending as the last one dies A final
beats And everytime we do what's fuckin' million ??? And come to answer their question of how come I-C-E-B-G Gon become part of this Alumni nigga (Ali
or intelligence mere brainless creatures with no demonstrable sentience What makes us superior We did not do so great ourselves! A dying race, imprisoned in restricted shells C] Collision Course D
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to practice weed-scented Report card like the speed limit 55-55 expellable If your nice they make sure that you eligible Pretty final, '92 played the city finals
World of Tomorrow Dreams, our future lies In the World of Tomorrow Dreams, our hopes will rise Derek Sherinian: Synth solo C] Collision Course D
fuck to call it But no beef Whattup X? I float like B.I.G.'s spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me I'd have
these bomb frees Bigger Big Lee released all these beats And everytime we do what's fuckin' million ??? And come to answer their question of how come I-C-E-B
the World of Tomorrow Dreams, our future lies In the World of Tomorrow Dreams, our hopes will rise Derek Sherinian: Synth solo C] Collision Course D
Echoes theme of verse 4.) BREAK H: (Remaining friend teeters on the brink of her/his final act.) BREAK I: (The final act.) Fin [John Gary Bovay (copyright
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