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Falling Sickness Right On Time For Nothing

for a better world gotta save the world with hair dye and patches in all the right places well rehearsed slogans are a must is that what's called difference? right on time for nothing

love was dead And I'm bound to fall, bound to fall for you Oh, what can I do? Yeah Take my badge but my heart remains Loving you, baby child Tighten up on

you Lil Kim clone clown all this buffoonery, the shit stops now time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the fraud I put hands on this bitch like a spa

Shit nigga I'll tell you one thing Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby You right about that shit right there You know, Is that right?

It's UTP right here and we bout getting our riches Yes she say she love me, every time she fucks me But then she sayin' fuck me, every time we fussing

Step by step, heart to heart Left right left, we all fall down Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by

, Everyone Has Been Shot Everyone Has Been Shot, Everyone Has Been Shot. Come on hit me with my best Come on hit me with my best Come on hit me with

take me for a crook Like my careers been depicted from a book Nothing but hardcore here Read "The Source", head of my class for all four years Did I really fall

[Intro: Trife Da God] Uh-huh, whoo, just smoothing it out, right now My nigga Halloween, we gon' get rich this year, nigga (see) Sip on this little bit