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Tonight I saw true face
Vindictive, a language of reaction
And thank you for returning my faith in I believed in
It nearly went in while you took aim

So when you wake tomorrow no one left to crucify
You know that you'll feel afraid
The way you woke up morning today

That's right, I saw true face
Or rather a representative of
you fight your own wars?
A saluting yourself yesterday
While you think about prey

So when you wake tomorrow with no one to crucify
You that you'll still feel afraid
The way you up this morning today

When you wake with no one left to crucify
You that you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up morning today

I for your sake
You work out your problem within
Your tortured you put out
So your violin?

So your violin?
So where's your
So your violin?
So your violin?

So when you wake tomorrow with no one to crucify
You that you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this today

you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You know you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this morning

The way you up
The way you up
Tunnel

The year is two 0 two, nothing is brand new
Kid Jimmy, you know, you me spitting lyrics over loops
Close used to call me sups, mad respect to CI crew
Still ripping over PFK, so you gonna do?

Nothing, puffing out my fucking chest, crims the best
Shout out to for putting run ups to the test
Dressed for but we look like some bums
So easy fucking go, not fucking come

Tunnel vision enhance your view
So think it through, do it for your
Everything you read not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

We rock London, Amsterdam, Downs and Osaka
You don't to dig my style, so step back, fuck you
And you're getting jealous, man, claiming it's luck
You handle it

I give a shit you can suck my dick
Say you can me, you probably could
Going down with your mouth
Wrap wrapped around my

Say you can smoke me, you probably
Going down south with mouth wrap
Wrap, wrap wrapped my wood

vision won't enhance your view
So think it through, do it for your
Everything you might not be true
So it through, do it for your, for yourself

Whoa, down, I got the low down
On this bigger than Benhur
That we lit, so I hit it with a lip
That spits real in with hits

I help it when you shit your pants
I saw you dance
Up and down the record went number one
Fuming 'cause paying for my skills

While were having fun, now sober
Not drunk thinking it's over
Time to face the whack
It's only begun

London, Amsterdam, Downs and Osaka
You don't have to dig it, fuck you, you

Tunnel vision won't your view
So think it through, do it for self
you read might not be true
So it through, do it for your, for yourself