(chorus) just because you came here
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doesnt mean that you can stay
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just because you woke up this mornin'
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doesnt mean you can stay awake
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yo the streets is hungry (word)
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its time to eat most definitely
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grab ya plate
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get ya knifes and ya forks yea
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Keith Murray Get ready
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yo as i look out at the high rise
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and right about my life into the sunrise
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lookin at the smoke where the twin towers stood
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40 blocks away 40 stories high i could see it good
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but we been at war and under attack
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we got P.O.W.s fightin to get back (in jail)
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and these affected by the poverty war
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we pack gats frontline and will endure
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i go to bed with god and wake up with the devil
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in a battle i blacked out and beat a man with a shovel
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its obligatory that you hear my side of the story
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he had the face a fearshaken like a leaf on a tree
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you just another potential casualty
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this is a walk n corpse song and the beat is your conspiracy theory
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and the time is getting more scary
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so pack when neccessary and say your L.O.D. Hail Marys
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(chorus x 2)
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verse 2
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yo im eye of a tiger inside the head of a liar
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give 'em pure hell brimstone and fire
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this is MC canniballism by connoisseur
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from the lyrical lexicon metador of metaphor
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yo from the little voice in my conscience
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i might just leave your fuckin ass unconscience
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yea i seen you wit with that smirk on
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you little fuckin clown i turn that smile into an upside down frown
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produce chaos in the culture of the enemy
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you will never posses the skills to defeat me
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i be the all eye seein you hear it sporadic
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i rhyme at will be on your ass automatic
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with thoughts of power i rain thunder showers
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i eat alot of brain food and you'll get devoured
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man hunt chase of the night stalker off da leash walker
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my dog is a fire barker
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(chorus x 2)
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verse 3
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yo from the instinctual coming of the insect
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to the mind of a genius and the heart of a prophet
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to them bootlegged niggas and the chicks that cop it
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ask anyone they know how the fuck drop it
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n coastin constant motion essential
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with futition nuclear potential
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you hear a cold whisper you see da mask of a phantom acts wailin
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deranged assailant
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i tame the rage, isolate,chase and kill my prey
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walk the lion outta da cage
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and thats a part of life or should i say death
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reach in your mouth snatch out ya very last breath
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searchin my subconscience for the meaning
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im sweatin blood bullets cause my whole world is bleedin
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Ooooo now check how i come at you
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i will eat you defeat you i'm parasitical
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(chorus x 4)
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theres no where you can run
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no way to hide
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the world is a cage and we all locked inside
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so you might as well fight to survive
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yea yea
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The Carnage
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| Keith Murray |
