life Let's get down to black and white There are things still left to say And there's so much to know When the truth is told Truth is hard to take Sometimes
mattress And if the brain splatters, don't matter, that's what we practice Blast the rocket, knock off your leg Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair
Well, my name is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh Mode I rap Fresh Mode
ANDYCAT: Well my name is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh Mode,
Before I know you hate it Why I got you waiting, I too am waiting Gotta see a couple faces when I make them face it Truth that is that your boy ain't
really disappear? Jay really not visit there? Dame and Beans are they tight as it seems Or is it all fabricated from dat same fabric Now rip the rock
I astound yall, well I'm a scoundrel, With enemies but clichA© is a friend of me, I'm out yall. Chorus Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table
chair. Don't be scared, the choice is yours, Truth or dare? You look as sharp as this knife, I'm not done with you and I. You said you already told
sand My window world spins and twirls The walls then fall, I recall the sort White clouds white wash faded spotless The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks The cold is
'glorious war'. The truth that is now filtering out paints a very different picture. * It's often been said that truth is the first casualty of war,
When we go to trial, nobody is gonna care a lick what your defense is unless they care about you. So first thing we gotta do is work up some sympathy
Yesterday, forget it Tomorrow is, nada The present is, right here, through the breath, watch it Atheist Jesus piece, hangin' on a cross We sit and discuss
I astound yall, well I?m a scoundrel, With enemies but cliche is a friend of me, I?m out yall. Chorus Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table
is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love song. * We look for
brain splatters don't matter Thats what we practice [Beanie] Blast the rocket Knock off your leg Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair make
? Jay really not visit there? Dame and Beans are they tight as it seems Or is it all fabricated from dat same fabric Now rip the rock marriage straight
grand, with intentions to expand More prison So these correctionals ain't for rehibiltation They for grossing a bigger bussines We've been used Imagine The truth shall be told
