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    Explain [Verse 1: Black Thought]
    Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit
    Running round town spending time like it's counterfeit
    Everybody catching hay fever like sinuses
    Step in my arena let me show y'all who the highness is
    You might say I could be doing something positive
    Humble head down low and broke like promises
    Soaking and broken in a joke like comics is
    Not enough paper to be paying folks compliments
    But when that paper got low so did my tolerance
    And it ain't no truth in a dare without the consequence
    Listen if it not for these hood inventions
    I'd just be another kid from the block with no intentions
    On the dock of that bay serving a life sentence
    Even if I'm going to hell I'm gonna make an entrance
    Yeah let em know I'm getting cheese like omeletes is
    But I'm the toast of the town like Thomas'

    [Hook: Bilal]
    We're all on a journey
    Down the hall of memories
    Don't worry bout what you ain't got
    Leave with a little bit of dignity
    Never loved what I had
    Always felt like I deserved more
    But when I
    Make it to the other side
    Make it to the other side
    That's when we'll settle up the score

    [Verse 2: Black Thought]
    Yo, we did this in remembrance of
    Faces from the past we no longer have an image of
    Carrying cold blood hearts that never been for love
    Brothers keep going for theirs but never get enough
    World travelers that seen it all and did enough
    Only to return to learn the world wasn't big enough
    Damn, how long has it been? I guess the jig is up
    Now all I know is I'm about to wake this nigga up
    Yeah that hindsight, 20/20, now niggas dead on the money
    Trying to take something from me it's a wrap like a mummy
    Undun I am becoming and when he's tired of running
    Through the layers of the onion
    He'll probably shed a tear cause they'll be no more fast times
    Just his weak mind scrolled out like a bad sign
    He never had enough and got confused when they asked why
    Life is only a moment in time and it passed by


    [Verse 3: Greg Porn]
    I'm sitting on top of the world ready to jump off
    Thinking of various ways to breaking the law
    Thinking that enough is enough but still I want more
    Thinking of how I'm playing with fire that burned my young boy
    By any means necessary, don't give a damn
    So every night I'm on a flight that never lands
    Be an asshole when the shit hits the fan
    Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand
    Can't win, can't lose
    Get 'em gassed, leave em leaking fuel
    Either way the market moves
    Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess
    Every night I'm crossing a line that ain't the finish
    Every thought is dark as a glass of fucking Guinness
    Too far gone to come back to my senses
    Now I'm on the edge of my bed making love to my meds
    Every moment's like a pistol to my head
    When I'm getting mine


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