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Sometimes I admit that all I have to give Is based on what I lived, you never see the shit I'm caught up in the mix of being right or wrong I do know whats the gist, staring at baby pictures Thinkin' of a time when everything was different If I could make it out then you could make it out I'm here to spread the message Set it straight in stone, I'm never going home I did not have a home, I cannot ever face that I'ma die alone, not unless I grind Gotta do the time, every single night Every single morning, kill the shit with ease Lock my body but they cannot trap my mind I'm one of a kind, ahead of my time A primitive reason that I am divine Crusade Dollar, dollar bill for the crusade Crusade Dollar, dollar bill for the crusade Crusade Dollar, dollar bill for the crusade Crusade Dollar, dollar bill for the crusade Body counts, body, body counts Body, body counts SongtexteBody counts, body, body counts Body, body- Body counts, body, body counts Body counts, body, body New Tier, New Tier, New Tier! New Tier, New Tier, New Tier! New Tier, New Tier, New Tier! New Tier, New Tier, New Tier! Aus Songtexte Mania