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Tumi and The Volume
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76 (feat. Pebbles)
It was 76 The street blew in urbany mist I'm treading it swift And running past where Hector got hit Bullets rang Several kids ran Better not flinch I catch a glimpse Of this bastard running past us with a gas mask Chucking teargas cans, that hit you like anthrax I, carry a brick load of black wrath in my stance Hit him with a slab he drops, his rifle and flashlight Walk towards him he's bleeding My face, hardens grab his gun As a crowd of overlooking youngs, take it from him The place is humming This mother- is gonna pay for something For chasing and gunning and making martyrs of the young'uns We stare for a while with murder in our eyes If he's never seen it before Then he heard in our cries I, drift to a time, when we was in a line My only dad was a prison visitor bird Caged in its prime pain Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Ancient in its time like cells Aimed to just find my soul Waiting to find mercy Wait but am I worthy Hate can divide earthly Based on divine verbs we Chased to define words we Supposed to be Cause the last days are close to we Eyes wide close to see Pass the smoke scenery I drift back to see him bleed Cock the rifle shot him To silence his misery Crowd dispersed After the gun, powder burst Life escapes him I'm well allowed But I still Got it worst 76 was not a very good year We were so caught up, with fear But I still got it worst I still got it worst Got it worst
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