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Steer Clear It S Over Now

(through the lies), Like a rose (in the dark), It just whithers and dies, Stop crying baby, it's over now, It's over now. Why didn't they come for you instead, Now

my back I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it Cause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin it Got no time for cops, who

And who are they to accuse you? I guess they think that thing's a lie! It's a lie! It's a lie! It's a lie It's a lie! So when you're feeling might low

him, he might have diseases And leave the rest at arm's length Steer clear of the grasp, girl, run, run away And leave the rest at arm's length Just roll over

friend And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end The blanket was now dragging behind her on the ground The frightened cattle saw it and charged it

shit It's all about gettin' credit, for bein' that Hell of a nigga and so you slang for the putang Figure it out 'cause see it's just for the skeezin

fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer It's driven me before, it seems

can't remember what he hit. Oh it's coming back and he's feeling kinda sick. Over and over it plays in your head, now you're wishing that you were

sick vicinity It's killing me how wars that make no sense last an infinity It's silly shit how a city gets mentally unfit But really it gets worse when