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Live By The Fist Above

and what makes us be it The love we share for the mutual link that we have STraight-Edge Hardcore No regrets Because we live everything And we live

I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out, beddy-bye [ ROUND 1: Nat The Cat ] Notorious Asiatic, tough, talented A power entertainer Catapultin above

my shit get lit - up like a cigarette I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown Cant even holla with something, see I done lived it now These niggas

[Chuck D: x4 repeat in the background] Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits [Paris] Yes, live, real rap's back again You in tune to the real, Hard Truth Soldier

fist Made all the glasses jangle Oh, when I shot him, I was so handsome It was the light, it was the angle "Neighbors", I cried, "Friends", I screamed I banged my fist

't leave you, boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, boy? ?Well, the road is long and the road is hard And many fall by the side But Papa

by the hour And when you open to it, vulnerability is power And in that shifting form, you?ll find a truth that doesn?t change And that truth is living

of reason Season's change and leave me out in the cold The story's old, the tale been told by many scholar Got a fistful of dollar and pocketful of love God above

grudge against you! And my dick felt long and hard I am the man for which no God waits But for which the whole world yearns I'm marked by darkness and by