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Spiritual Cramp
01:38
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I dont get depressed.
I dont feel anxious.
I always have lots of money.
I always have lots of friends.
Ive got a Spiritual Cramp.
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850 Bryant
03:31
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Id rather wear black than blue.
Id rather lie than tell the truth.
Creepin and crawling down 6th street.
Walkin through junkies tryin to cop the fixed beat.
Ive got a bad attitude. Hood Pulled back.
Got a lighter in my pocket and kerosene stash.
I come in hot for the wild and free.
Burning bridges nothing new to me.
Douse the foundation in gasoline.
850 Bryant goes up in flame.
Rather wear black than blue.
Im always freaked out by the sight of you.
Im always creeping in the cut.
The cutty street light strut.
Got a bad attitude, hood pulled back, lighter in my pocket and kerosene stash.
Id rather wear black than blue.
Id rather lie than tell the truth.
Creepin and crawling down 6th street.
Walkin through junkies tryin to cop the fixed beat.
Ive got a bad attitude. Hood Pulled back.
Got a lighter in my pocket and kerosene stash.
I come in hot for the wild and free.
Burning bridges nothing new to me.
Douse the foundation in gasoline.
850 Bryant goes up in flame.
Rather wear black than blue.
Im always freaked out by the sight of you.
Im always creeping in the cut.
The cutty street light strut.
Got a bad attitude, hood pulled back, lighter in my pocket and kerosene stash.
Fuck the San Francisco Police Department.
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I Feel Bad Bein' Me
02:44
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I'm always walking into rooms full of people.
I'm always wondering if they see what I see.
I always wonder if they know what I'm thinking
I Feed Bad Bein' Me.
I want to come on like an earthquake.
Instead I come on like a headache.
Its not something I want everyone to see.
I Feel Bad Bein Me'.
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Bloodclot
03:36
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I cant sleep cause my ears are always ringing from the sirens and the sounds of the gun shots.
I cant think cause the walls are closing in on me and I'm weirded out by people who just wont stop.
I dont speak cause my head is always spinning and Im lost inside the rhythm of the blood clot.
I try to listen but I'm maxin out and trippin cause my friends and I are always in the wrong spot.
And its always burning into my soul.
And its always creeping into my bones.
Im fucked up, tripping out, feeling stuck and down and out.
My mind wanders in and out im bought and sold.
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