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It seeps under your front door Until it soaks in every pore Between the cracks in the walls It'll flow in every night It'll flood from your TV And destroy

She's a picture perfect photograph On acrylic paint and glue A Mona Lisa drawn by Hollywood But the frame can't hide the truth Put my faith and I wasted

I don't want to love you, hold you I don't want to know what you're about I don't want your name or number, Just want to get in and get out She's a

sideways I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin

sideways I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'

sideways I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'

sideways I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'

I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin

I'm blazin up the path on and on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin all