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The Cure Apart

a fully damn brettin' made company Tough with or with the Baretta tucked right under my sweater And we hide it in the lot where the blood of my killas Be keepin' the apartment

find him fifty grand? 'Cause he's tore down, months from nowhere, with the day-to-day out of his hands One key fit the door to their apartment, another

Such a curiosity, here it comes to set us free Plenty left for you and me, say hello insanity I am the virus, are you the cure? I am morally, I'm morally

complaining, you're complaining, we all are complaining that the world needs to be a better place people slaying, babies paying a debt that they don't owe and we just shake our heads and wonder why well, the so-called people that are tearing this world apart

'll give you a four leaf clover Take all the worry out of your mind I have the only key to your heart I can stop you falling apart Release yourself from

cure a heart You?ve been lost for so many years, all your worries, they disappear Your little jealousy, your little jealousy, jealousy over me There is a falling star Love could cure

He says I need direction I head for the door I take apart his hourglass & fill it up with candy Don't mind suggestions Don't give me anymore Don't get

something to happen Money can't heal her, the hole she feels inside (One step closer) Staring into God's eyes, she says her last goodbye, then jumps to the cure

I'm part Cherokee Oh I'm a major hunk Have you ever seen me dunk You know that I'm a Spanish dancer I'm workin on my cure for cancer I drive a supersonic