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Blood Stands Still Remain The Same

these streets fuckin' fail ya The way niggaz be gettin' clapped, shit'll fuckin' scare ya But in the dark, we ran wild, so we killin' em Niggaz scared, can't stand still

Can't you see my eyes they're trembling Beware the millions of senses locked in this rusty cage A fanatic rage, this time I will stand still and no blood

apart To need you, I am on my knees To love you, take my world apart To need you, broken on my knees All said and done I stand alone Amongst remains

blows holes through your fuckin' speaker Makin' you weaker creepin' inches centimeters Fifty caliber street sweeper Shots from Shaolin That go to Masapeaqua Things'll never be the same

can't be with you I'm feeling guilty to take a stand but better since you been gone It don't matter much to fix the frustration ain't the same when you

wiped the calf's blood from her lips. * "Proud to be British" said Margaret Thatcher As she wiped the Falkland's blood from her hands. * The ruling

And the moon had new design In the cradle of our desire all the blood has turned to wine But the love no longer remained than just a stir to survive

L.F. proves yet again that they won't be told That what they do (or don't) is totally wrong So fuck off you insane cunts, it still remains... Our song

I beg you still Hear me, your brother, if you think that you can Grant the final request of what remains of this man Listen to me While I still breathe