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The moldsYa eighter drop tha hits like de la o or get thaFuck off tha commodeWit tha sure shot, sure ta make thaBodies dropDrop an don't copy yo, don't call thisA co-optTerror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst ofTha power donsThat five sided fist-a-gonTha rotten sore on the face of mother earth getsBiggerTha triggers cold empty ya purseThey rally round tha familyWith pockets full of shellsWeapons not food, not homes, not shoesNot need, just feed tha war canibal animalI walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be aLibraryLine up to tha mind cemeteryWhat we don't know keeps tha contracts alive anMovin'They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'emWhile arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cellsRally round tha family, pockets full of shellsRally round tha familyWith pockets full of shellsBulls on parade
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