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Everybody
Everybody

Madrox]
Patchwork, sewn from dues to dirt
From earthgrown and weather of the desert
And everyone's a part of it, some more then
Sons, daughters, and brothers, laywers, accountants, and grandmothers
New comers and old faces, people of any races, and places
Parents and teachers, and preachers
Throw ya to the sky and pray that he can see us
how we got to live, and doing what we got to do
Praying for another day so we can fight and make it
of us are designed for crimes, some of us designed for rhymes
Still we congregate in unemployment
One of a kind, and still strange, same book, same world
Just we on page. (one more time)
One of a kind, and still kinda strange, book, same world
Just we on page...

x2]
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)
on, we on another page
(Everybody dies)

[Monoxide
Once I lit a smoke off a bitch I
And I ashed it in her when she died
Who you bitches you calling regular when you out of my
Like a celluar phone that's on roam, now get ya mind blown
That's me and my man at your door, and we looking for a to start the war
You should of tried to take a stab at us
And you never of rapped on us
We see the from way the others hurried and rush
We broke them down, them up, sparked the flame and smoked them all in the dust, what?
You couldn't touch me bitch, not if you wanted when it's supposed to
I'll have your whole block haunted
Flaunt us like the beans in your chilli, we all know the really
Monoxide slap your silly
Big Willie get your cut and left bleeding
While my homeboy's banging your girl, ya leaving

x2]
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)
on, we on another page
(Everybody dies)

[Bushwick
What ya at, where ya bitch at?
make her bounce on till the back's up
Thinking something that your other playas tap off
Holes in your stomach, till your whole snap off
Pour on some 'nac, bite the cap off
Hate it with a passion a bitch nigga act off
Ride on ya everyday and never slack off
let it get squash, never let it slide
Die mothafucka, die mothafucka, die

[Anybody
Flip through a couple pages, looking my background
All you see is the around
Daddy always said be days like this
Now daddy's dead and gone he was granted his only wish
I can't believe all the drama it comes to death
Ain't nothing you can do but pay
Slip into the afterlife, light as a feather
Everybody dies, so quit like you livin' forever

x2]
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)
Come on, we on page
(Everybody dies)