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Tribe After Tribe Burn

hides them all in bright stones this one for the scream waking from the nightmare this one for the hands won't stop burning all my colors won't stop burning

a bitch who play piano, a bitch who don't A bitch who dances naked, a bitch who won't A bitch who's short, a bitch who's tall A bitch who burns my pager

, squashed it ordained it Better yet sustained the flurry Hide in the fury, but the ways of a broad Don?t mean you?ve died out of my life I?m hurt, burn

, I'll buck these n****z Can't nobody else get no money? This is our year, next year is our year The year after is our year, the year after is our year

up Cypress Hill? Concisive teaching, or very clear speaking Ridiculous bass, aggravating treble Rebel, renegade, must stay paid Not by financial aid but the break of hits 'Causing me to take long trips

Jane I can't focus, I'm losing my mind real fast Dreaming and fending for the day, I could make some real cash Dropping album after album, platinum song after

Now shit's so dope I can get charged with possession Professional, since cut from the umbilical Battle me your battle 'all be hysterical Don't trip

supposed to The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you Think about it before you walk in the door first Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns

got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, "What?" Everybody tripped and called me the 'Clown Devil Boy' 'Child of the witch heifer', whatever Tied me up, burned