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Bleed The Dream Who S Killing Who

Who's Killing Who Who's Killing Who Who's Killing Who Who's Killing Who A warm note softly rings my ears and it's always whispering suggestions It's

Who's Killing Who Who's Killing Who Who's Killing Who Who's Killing Who A warm note softly rings my ears and it's always whispering suggestions It's

niggas I don't know that who?d ya think you are And here we are, steady we roll out over you When it?s over it?s over, for the soldiers who hear me That

until I need it I spend it on what I want, re-up and that's when I bleed it The soldier could never see me, as being some'ing that's lesser A nigga straight

't do it Help please, Lord, I plead, just save me (If you're really there) Hear the sinner's prayer (This is my redemption song) Redemption song I met this chick in Philly who

dope-on-dope Smoke but don't choke on It's the shit, clearly blunt junkies Have been known to croak Unless them toke of it's the bomb For those who

all the chump attire And I bleed hardly Tell your idol his times up And he's barbe-cue Every rhyme lined up like steve harvey's do From the pies to the

flu in the air if you do it big then i prolly did it od thought it was a dream but i aint never get no sleep up all night gettin higher then the nose bleed

an Armageddon flame The shame, the ones who died without a name Hear the dogs howling out of key To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" And bleed, the