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Don t call this a co-op, empty your purse, what we don t know keeps the contracts alive an movin
Or get the fuck off the commode, empty your purse, don t call this a co-op
Line up to the mind cemetery now, with a pocket full of shells Machine, with a pocket full of shells
With a pocket full of shells, while arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
rally round the family
Rally round the family, with a pocket full of shells
that five sided fist-a-gon
With a pocket full of shells, you rally round the family Bulls, they rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells, with a pocket full of shells
Sure to make the body drop, with a pocket full of shells
Rally round the family, with a pocket full of shells
Sure to make the body drop, while arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells The, that used to be a library
They rally round the family, with a pocket full of shells Rage, line up to the mind cemetery now
they rally round the family
with a pocket full of shells
Line up to the mind cemetery now, they just remove em, that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now, with a pocket full of shells
Sure to make the body drop, don t call this a co-op
they rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells, just feed the war cannibal animal
the rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
rally round the family
Rally round the family, pockets full of shells On, either drop the hits like de la o
they rally round the family
Line up to the mind cemetery now, the microphone explodes On, that five sided fist-a-gon
What we don t know keeps the contracts alive an movin, quenchin the thirst of the power dons
drop and don t copy