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The Go Set The Minor S Son

Even when the war is won, and when union flags are flown Even when the years have gone, the government still killed the miner?s son. There were

know that when I let her go That it did not set me free'' That's when I said, "You sound like what's-his-name" He said, "That's who I am But you can

your trouble spots Here's one from down voodoo way Bragged he had me by the you know what's Very funny, you don't say The big Enchilada, stealin' elections Had to go

Your boy's what, three years old now, correct? He and my daughter age neck and neck, they futures set Trees got me wet, in the background's an old cassette

, is a minor league What you speak, you swear it's unique It's just a peek, physique, of an old antique Don't expect a project, then it's bound to freeze

that's bitin' like he Dracula You see what happens to all of these fake rhyme fashioners I bring disaster to niggas that's claimin' they done mastered the Art, who's

like Ratcliff For all the MC's who act as if I won't flip them on a cactus Point me towards the mattress I make your career go backwards like a dyslexic

Prince, Your daddy's ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he's grizzly and grim, Somethin's rotten in Denmark and --

I'm irate over my head seeking revenge. Son is dead, son on your behalf trying to laugh [Prodigy] Check out the drill-dun, conceal guns For real son's