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I’m a taste test, at the beast fest,
Got your crest on my breast
Take one look at your cook
Feed yourself, I m on a hook

(At this feast of ours)

The feast taste, you could say
Paints my taste on his face
(I’m in disguise, at this feast of ours, hours of devours)

Fall into the arms
Of a souvenir of healing
What a weak feeder, oh oh oh

Fall into the arms
Of a souvenir of healing
What a weak feeder, oh oh oh

I’m a harm healer
Such a weak feeder
What a gut teaser on a hook
I’m on a hook, I m on a hook
Smell that cook
No more ditch dealer
I’m your dream digger

At this feast of ours,
I’m the beast of honor, Honor

Fall into the arms
Of a souvenir of healing
What a weak feeder, oh oh oh

I’m in disguise,
At this feast of ours

Heaven knows what you ve been through
So much pain
Even though you can t see
I m not far away
We always say if one of us
Somehow went away
We d light a candle and say a prayer
Know that love still remains

Close your eyes, go to...

I ve walked the distance,
I paid my dues and tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real, held no appeal
I ve been to places, I ve seen the tidings,
I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
And so I came to...

Sunday was a bright day yesterday
dark cloud has come into the way

they sing to the darkest night
long before

why can t i face it
am i too blind to see
why did he go
why did he leave me

sunday was a bright day...

I got more than I asked for,
there ain t nothin I need.
I took all till I had more,
I m always takin the lead.

Old man shakin dice down on the street,
try n to make a livin ...

(Biggie talkin)
Yeah
Dedicatin this to my nigga O
We miss you nigga
Goin out to all the niggas that died in the struggle
Word up
Shit is real in the field
You know
Sparkin blunts to all you niggas
Word...