me back to the starting line. I can't wait much longer for me to learn to trust again. I'm waiting for you to take me back to the starting line. I can
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take me back to the starting line. I can't wait much longer for me to learn to trust again. I'm waiting for you to take me back to the starting line.
remain violent and start wilin Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein you Get in your car, start it, and start drivin over the island and
doubtful Blood everywhere and your hardly even breathing I kick you to the face and make the flat line even there's no tomorrow I'm the hardest stir of
back up the hill to start again Watching spiders on the bedroom ceiling They got big plans, so they're not breathing Feel the frisson of tomorrow today
say fuck you us to our faces, bitch, and ball up your knuckles, 'cause we can work. Too many niggas be thinkin' that I won't bomb back at ya, thinkin
relax, but being spaced it inspires me back, When will I be nice, to Katie Price, The day I see a cage fighter in drag, ah, I don't want a tomorrow without
officially slap bitches You have the right to remain violent and start wilin' Start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyin' you Get in your car, start it and start
gone as I feel claws rake my back Preachers start to grab hold Man this shit is helly whack And will I see tomorrow is all I'm thinking now I pray as
back cause i can't wait for tomorrow you probably want to duoble back but i ot to take you foward never been consider a warmer i'm a starter i dont
let you know, we could start right now We could start right now, uh We ain't gotta wait till tomorrow Not another second, not another minute, hey, no We could start
told you you look like a model? You know the story, she bit, the hook, line, the follow I got my hooks in the back and I'm gonna grind until tomorrow
my dog has been like this He got my back I got his, schemin on mad niggaz Dats how we do bidz It's about time to start another, robbin spree Cause yo,
forms Conquering battles in these fields of greed Dark faces all around me makes it hard for me to see Who's got my back and who will back stab I'm
s Minerva an' Mercury. Well, I nod to them an' start my crawl, flyers coverin' every wall: Faces of the missing are all I see. Tomorrow, I'll be back
