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Thieves Like Us Desire

A room with a view a time off from the rain This rhyme goes on and on and on Desire it drives me the start of the day Desire it drives me right down

Hungry little kids where I come from Thugs like me where I come from See we losing this world we love And it looks like the sinnin' won't end So I'm

[Bizzy Bone] Raising, hustlas, thieves and prostitutes Young homie, think before you shoot, murderer........ Where will our children go When there's no

or get rushed 'Cause all we got iz us These evil streets iz rough Ain't no one we can trust Either roll with the rush or get rushed 'Cause all we got iz us

ropes and sandles By wicked thieves and vandals Aho man-handled us with leather whips and burnin' candles And rambled through our castle, leavin' niggaz shambles Stole our golden sodas like

my hand Mr. Cheeks snatched the thieves off the Canibus plan Watched the crowd get amped while they scream and chant It's ill hot, they can't keep still like a fire drill We desire

seance for the soul Through male volent Scylla, Charybdis graves Our conquesting spirits pour forth, unassuaged Occultnesses watch us and seraph, afraid Like

and sandles By wicked thieves and vandals Who man-handled us with leather whips and burnin' candles And rambled through our castle, leavin' niggaz shambles Stole our golden sodas like

Way down, Carry me down To the River of Life! Vindicate! Remember well when I was a child They promised me a paradise But promises turned into lies All they left us