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Текст песни Goretex - The Art of Dying

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[Goretex]Life`s riddles are strange, I`m sick of the days/daze the art of dyin`to symbolize change, witness the painBlocks of free cheese, Becky sold her crib for cokeSlept with the baby and crushed her ribs in the middle of smokeClose encounters, pedophiles in schools posing as janitorsBackgrouns checks where they collected the death tolls from CanadaAcura shootouts under my windows filled with passengersThrowbacks splattered with brains, zip them up with no bandagesAnybody gets it, somebody wetted JMJNo respect for his craft, shot in his face, laughed and they ran awayToo many massacres, too many babies pass awayI`m only blastin` to comfort you humans in the last days[Chorus]We turn the page, the inner self, it`s the art of dyingThe book of change blood, we never stopped climbin`Time be movin` too fast, it`s just the art of dyingPolice sirens, no food in the fridge, mama`s cryin`We turn the page, the inner self, it`s the art of dyingThe book of change blood, we never stopped climbin`Time be movin` too fast, it`s just the art of dyingPolice sirens, survivin` this life, mama`s dyin`[Goretex]I asked God if I`m redeemed at all for things I seen and didAs a kid I grew up foul with bitterness from being poorBeat up Puma`s and pants, didn`t understandFightin` with mom, the pizza place don`t take food stampsI`m losin` my grip, everybody`s pops was strictMy uncle was cool till the cancer devoured his dickI never looked back, I buried more souls than I knewEulogies so familiar to me, tears and the stench of gluePredict apocalypse, cynic visions of twoMini images of towns fallin` and women consumedThese killers have proved it boils down to oil and foodAnother newscast hovers the clouds to poison the mood[Chorus][Goretex]Prescriptions we don`t need, religion we don`t feedGet the Henny out, sellin up V`s and smokin` treesStay tanked up, double shanks up, spiritually bankruptWalk through Canarsie like Big bangin`, gettin` my gangs upThese little hoes sellin` checks for stogesTradin` ya diapers for dutches, benefits for clothesHockin` freebies, she rockin` on socks stinkin` of fecesVideo bitches, easy to pop, most are disease freaksShorty with five seeds and three in her faceWhilin out, smokin` krills up, puffin` up in the baby`s faceGet him some Ritalin, quick, he turns killer whenHe starts illin`, never got love, never to live againWho break the cycle, his life is only to kill againOnce innocent but the hatred`s turnin` on him again[Chorus]

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