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Strung Out Dig

liar But something's gotta give before I'm gone Now I'm wrong if I don't say enough I'm wrong if I give in too much I'll take a bow and get out while

something's gotta give before I'm gone Now I'm wrong if I don't say enough And I'm wrong if I give in too much So I'll take a bow and get out while I

point) Mayday, they say that he?s gone berserk Sometimes, when I wanna shut out this world Wanna rip up this page Wanna pour out this heart Wanna get

Uh, check out the flava, I got you strung out like Kayta Catch me on [Incomprehensible] just can not fate her Later for all you whack MC's, claim to be

help me please 'cause I am feelin' down I feel strung out 'cause you know I don't know where the bends are...... When you said I love ya, ohh, I really dig

't no doubt 'Cause I'm the one with the other, I'm a bad motherfucker And my bullet's gonna find you out Four billion people, all strung out of their

the hood, send mo' troops Oh youse a ball in the White House, I hope you comfortable 'Cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out Under the safety

days sink how my poems I Dig in the dirt I bring up the earth like pulley systems Thereby painting the perfect metaphor for hung juries Strung along

tell it to boil loyalties, the shovel in the soil dig it, I split my lip kissing the winter nursed the blister in the sun strung a hammock between spring