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Trees Death Wish

out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker I don't always want to be this drug dealing motherfucker damn Wish

interstate Tires squeal wherever we go Even hitchhikers just say no She drives like crazy Her car's a mess She drives like crazy She's got a death wish

your soul, but it's so cold. Trust in mine, all right, then we can roll, roll, roll. Krayzie: This is my family. This is my family, my family. Wish

run Cherishing every last breath But I ain't going back It's freedom or death That be my motive 4 murder Now I know you the judge of life and death

po-po threw my homey in the slammer Did him bad, wish I had my candid camera, made me mad Vanilla be swarmin' like bees surveillance binoculars hidden in trees

I wish that I was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death is policeman Death is the priest Death is the stereo Death is a T.V Death is the tarot Death

will be destroyed Your fate is written in blood I set out on the river of souls A burnt raft on the night rivers The sorrowful voice of the riverside trees

and I wish she just walked out Knew you was jacked as a stepfather, bit my tongue on the issue Next to stormy weather and forced tolerance but secretly vexed Wish

Your Shapeless Beauty Under the dark sky of clouds Amongst the ancient trees of eternity I behold you, wrapped in the mist I can't see you dead at least