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The Living End Killing The Right

to run Well the speakers start screaming - whoa For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa 'Cos there is no meaning - whoa It's not right it's a fucking outcry Killing the right

to run Well the speakers start screaming - whoa For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa 'Cos there is no meaning - whoa It's not right it's a fucking outcry Killing the right

you hips...style You shockin' it..you a rock it..you a kill it And a one thing the Dutty Paul want to predict Say by tha end of tha night you will be

you could see what I have seen I'm just a waking, breaking, taking, living machine I'll come to you In the night So hear my scream I'll take my rights

friends cause in the fucking end a nigga dies all alone About to meet my maker, I hope my life is right But it's hard to focus when killers try to murder

Tricky : Once upon a time not long ago When people wore pajamas and lived life slow Lived a little boy he was misled By another little boy and this is

gotta throw away Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day They wonder how I live, with five shots Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block

was barely gettin by, when daddy died That's when my momma started gettin high My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive All our homies livin short lives

Sitting here waiting on tomorrow Putting paper away Cause no one ever knows No one ever knows [MJG] What if you was on the other end of the bullet When a killer