I can hear you, but I can't see you
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I know what you want, but I wouldn't wanna be you
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I got the truth in the stating that reality
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is PM5K speciality
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flame on, flame off, blood is in the veins
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be strong, be strong, goin through the brain
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strain for some power, but the power ain't free see
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what you gotta do with, what you gotta be
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if you choose to hide then it's hidden
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if you chose to ride then its ridden
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scoop up the bottom that is right next to nothing
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you gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something
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misery born in the brain like a bad seed
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and when I scream Godspeed to mislead
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flies to the period right is the wrong
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strike the match - Flame On
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FLAME ON! YEAH!
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FLAME ON!
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FLAME ON! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
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Jump on you skull cause the rain is gettin heavy yeah
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the furrier where was your face (?)
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scarier then ever before, exit through the door
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and add that to another, yeah they wantin more
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of your pain its a strain
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but myself, I still remain
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I create (?)
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now here is a man that wouldn't take it anymore
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ran it through your skull once, so I run it once more
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if you choose to hide then it's hidden
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if you chose to ride then its ridden
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scrape up the bottom that is right next to nothing
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you gotta blame yourself if you gotta blame something
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FLAME ON! YEAH!
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FLAME ON!
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FLAME ON! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
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a profit
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a poet
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a pusher
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you know it
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slow it down
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we goin underground
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no time to reconcile
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it's super hero style
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unbelievable, unbeatable
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some people call me evil
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though I will not be
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constricted by
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the thoughts of another
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then tend to smother
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true force completely
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it's never discreetly
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you have a nice day
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please to meet me
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history or hell
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I will accept with out a scratch
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never heard a word
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just a blur
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strike the match
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Strike The Match
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Powerman 5000 |