[Chorus - Dice Raw]
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Days are living fast, moves in misery
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You got a song you wanna sing for me
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Sing a song, singing man
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Sing a song, singing man
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Sing another song, singing man
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Sing another song, singing man
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Sing a song for me
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Sing a song for me
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[P.O.R.N.]
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Look, I'm so twisted, so, so twisted
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One life to live, and I'm willing to risk it
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Terror that the world has never known existed
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Left so many clues, now how could they miss it?
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Sadistic, ballistic, find a word and pick it
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Long as it means the world is on my shit list
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Walking time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick
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Countdown's on, its too late to nix it
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I'm so anxious, so, so anxious
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The ones I hate barely know what my name is
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Have no clue that I'm armed and dangerous
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Willing to spill my blood to be famous
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Willing to spill my blood to make changes
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Look for a suicide note to explain this
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Heinous, inking the ache from my anguish
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Sounds insane, you're speaking my language...
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[Chorus]
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[Black Thought]
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One for the pressing, two for the cross
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Three for the blessing, four for the loss
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Kid holding a weapon, walk like a corpse
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In the face of transgression, military issue Kalash-
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-Nikova or machete or a pitchfork
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He killing cause he feel he got nothing to live for
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In a war taking heads from men like Charles Taylor
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And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer
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13-year-old killer, he look 35
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He changed his name to Little No-Man-Survive
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When he smoke that leaf, shorty believe he can fly
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He loot and terrorize and shoot between the eyes
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Who to blame, its a shame, the youth was demonized
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Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies
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And he wouldn't have to raise his barrel to target you
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His heart can't give you the years of scar tissue...
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[Chorus]
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[Truck North]
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Uh, what you're witnessing is true dedication
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Charged by the call and the cause of the nation
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Countdown, minutes away from detonation
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A lifetime of grunt work, this is the culmination
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My manner, seems patient, inner rage lies
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So deep, I can taste it, let's sacrifice lives
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Past the first sensation, to paradise I fly
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Delusions are lighting up the midday sky
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The last days of mine spent in extreme secrecy
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Wolves dressed like sheep occur more frequently
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Too much faith to be scared, the petrified both fled
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Those who live fearing death, might as well be dead
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Towers of the occupiers, will soon fall
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Martyr or mass murderer? That's your call
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Mass transit or a mall? Who can watch them all?
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In the name of the merciful, sing me a song...
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[Chorus]
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Singing Man
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The Roots |