like a shadow in the night
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swallows up that city light
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like fire in the rain gets put out again
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like a weapon kept concealed
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explosive elements reveal
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a criminal inside of you no ground to stand nothing to lose
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the distribution of wealth
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such a fucking scam
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that's why its so hard to survive in this so called promise land
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you gotta do what you got to do to get by
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facilitate that permanent high
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smoke filled lungs inside of you
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its hard to dream of glory when you got something to prove
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sometimes were all victims of depression and unrest
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some people got no heart that's just the way its always been
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some never find what their looking for
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few get what they want and fewer get more
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sometimes you got to cross that line
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when you aint got enough to get by
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like an angel lost in hell
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i walk a path i know so well
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i feel lost in a familiar way another memory i cant explain
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cos its the bottle that seems to flow
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through another day of the drunk unknown
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im looking for a fight at 11.15 on a saturday night
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wake up on sunday morning
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to the sound of breaking glass & sirens calling
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bricks & bottles in the street
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alert the police, it's a state of emergency
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and the traffic lights all go blinking red
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and a voice on the radio says 'get out while you can'
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and in the gridlock panic sets in
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and there ain't no engine built fast enough
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to outride the Armageddon
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and if you don't give it up i'm gonna take it
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and how long did you think you could keep me tricked?
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i'll be cold walking thru the backbay flinging bricks
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State of Emergency Dub
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| Jaya The Cat |
