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Everybody
Everybody

[Jamie
Patchwork, sewn together from dues to
From earthgrown and weather conditions of the
And a part of it, some more then others
Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and grandmothers
New comers and old faces, people of any races, and familiar
and teachers, prostitutes and preachers
Throw ya to the sky and pray that he can see us
Living how we got to live, and doing we got to do
for another day so we can fight and make it through
Some of us are designed for crimes, some of us designed for
Still we in unemployment lines
One of a kind, and still strange, same book, same world
we on another page. (one more time)
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, book, same world
Just we on page...

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Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)
on, we on another page
(Everybody dies)

[Monoxide
I lit a smoke off a bitch I fried
And I ashed it in her face she died
Who you bitches you calling when you out of my zone?
Like a phone that's stuck on roam, now get ya mind blown
me and my man at your door, and we looking for a reason to start the war
You should of never tried to a stab at us
And you never should of on us
We see the game from way the others hurried and
We broke them down, rolled up, sparked the flame and smoked them all in the dust, what?
You couldn't touch me bitch, not if you wanted when it's supposed to
Bitch I'll your whole block haunted
Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all the really really
Monoxide slap your girlfriend
Big Willie get your cut and left bleeding
While my banging your girl, while ya leaving

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Come on, we on another
(Everybody dies)
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)

Bill]
What ya at, where ya bitch at?
I'll make her bounce on till the up
Thinking you're something your other playas tap off
Holes in your stomach, till your whole waist off
Pour on 'nac, bite the bottle cap off
Hate it with a passion when a bitch act off
Ride on ya hood everyday and slack off
let it get squash, never let it slide
Die mothafucka, die mothafucka, die

[Anybody
Flip through a couple pages, looking into my
All you see is the around
Daddy always said there'd be like this
Now dead and gone cause he was granted his only wish
I believe all the drama when it comes to death
Ain't nothing you can do but pay
into the afterlife, feeling light as a feather
Everybody dies, so quit like you livin' forever

x2]
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)
on, we on another page
(Everybody dies)