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Verse 1
aint sweet my city is hells down city separate side where i was born wide parts divide ghost town dark building i saw not a playground just a cell seesaw he plucky rock it give a **** about had visit a lil man spit on boss face pick up paint spray redraw white lines on street surface black wrack in lack of rock felt pain in chest diss traffic light middle of main square gona be blood river photogragher lens out of date miss horrendous view wait anyone claim know the fate and rate resource fake my elementry school classmate gone dead dirty sidewalk daily u able acount the number of tiles filth on my head skin color is tar asphalt gates open road is long living here means carrying load scream in mule stable chew grass cheese in trees lucky but wont be winner till lottery day pay
chorus
suck saint blood
thirsty vampires wont get enough of we seeking for sacred love was born with f will end with e again e its hells down where the paradise build your palace
suck saint blood
thirsty vampires wont get enough of we seeking for sacred love was born with f will end with e again e its hells down where the paradise where yo keys???
Verse 2
keep the label speaking robber pull down main holder triggers fingers working disorder my definition of a city mad refugees sad angles zombie party concrete mixer shity cement shadow cover above me im falling to the ground stand up soon sand itch and stones tickle scar smile laughing at moon zip lips close mind they shut the mouth in autopsy room homey turn to torture even dont give a damn about you leaches mayfly hit you hurt you in future kind kid grow older had short knife streets bigger than crime farm every second harvest festival snitches dominate coin charm alarm volume increase cop car driver is a crooked police before touching cash lick finggers stash save it please these are the mother****in gs
outro
if you consider they let us live like a real man you stupid as **** all they willing is chained slaves dont be a mule with 1000 books dont be a puppet even dont trust your eyes medias slay emotions with beneficial lies expect disasters aint surprise