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Sandpeople - Paperwork - B-Sides Vol. 1

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in order: mo-b, al-one, illmaculate, onlyone, simple

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eyes closed, blindfolds, apostles, lost souls, lost hope, fossils, not so, god knows

(mo-b)

i got that rollercoaster plummet stomach bad case of nerves

lost bag of herb...pushin paperwork

erryday i earn for that next mammal

[if] any puss in my left hand..in return

i want the tables turned..where the grass is green

where the [first] disperse..without that yard debris

i want this prophecy..to be my pot of gold

but these dark clouds wont never ever let the sun show

there aint no rainbows..there aint no proven path

just some land goals..so please point and laugh

i used to wear a mask..just to be at ease

cause im at combat with my inner deities

(al-one)

indent the page clear my head of all thoughts of bein

..trapped in this cage with my head on a block

me and my god have a separate walk..but i still walk wit' him

and whether or not you think he hears me i still talk to him

why dwell on my wrong doings for too long

stewin in my own problems aint no new song and dance

and i wont leave my fate up to chance..i gotta

take what i can you can relate or you cant..well

..with so much on my plate as a man

my motivations and plans get rotated around..hell

..aint enough time in the day

but im a find me a way to make it happen it wont fail (1:20)

(illmac)

we pushin paperwork,

a slave to work nine to five,

pushin weight in work tryin to grind,

we gotta make this work and often times,

its worse than it seems the birds'll circle my dreams,

the sun'll burn the sky in hills that it hides behind

(onlyone)

my decision was clear..instead of a cigarette i put a pen in my ear

before mo-b had driven me here

the right driven from fear to fight this stressful intention

im just tryin to be successful and make it,

for all i care..leave my dead body for the jekylls and ravens

just a worthless vessel here to search and rescue with satan

i never saw why..birth is a special occasion..since mine

feel like ive been cursed to wrestle with satan

arch angel..that brings armageddon i be gabriel

i walk the streets armed to the teeth like a navy seal

and its crazy still..i was raised by wolves

hustlin till my plate is full im a capable mother fucker

i sleep on the floor..and think about my peoples thats poor

in ways to even do more even the score then..

put police in a morgue..or cut my wrist till they leak and they pour

on the rug while mother beats on the door..she needs support

either or..they tell me make jesus my lord

but i question what i believe in it for

we explore..science make me believe in it more

i rerecord for the fans that aint bein in stores its through the source

(simple)

recursive that hell disperses with dry comes

no one tells the first person that they wanna die young

foul mouths tell better lies with dry tongues

pity no one listened to the song that the spy sung

he's down among you in a wool coat..with sharp teeth

stark speech twisted soul piled in a dark heap

and uses his in-satisfied empirical requirements

he only comes to blow up and burn down environments