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Full Moon

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Full Moon

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<Chorus>

When I came to you there on that cold

telephone pole horror of the night

and you came out to meet me

and then tell me things and sit down on the porch swings

<9th Prince>

Congratulations you coming home next month

Humble as a monk

We celebrate with Crystal and skunk

The family's large

It's hard being God

Still take charge come home to a massage

A line of credit cards with a Land Cruiser parked in the garage

And trying to make up for the times when you was gone

Being locked up while my heart was torn

You wrote me letters

Telling me when you come home things will be much better

I mailed you a pair of Tims for a Wu-Wear sweater

Up in the penal dipped (?) for the weather

In difficult times it's hard to maintain

I strive to live in the shelter that blocks out the rain

And that rain is pain

For stress on the brain will have a nigga insane

Forced to stay awake

Late nights it's hard to sleep

When I peek

Cause the kitchen's chopped up (?) they be trying to creep on me

Mental explosion when I meditate over by Taca Lake

Thoughts remain calm like the ocean

Puff a little war potion

Everything relates to emotion

When I stare at the stars surrounded by trees

Sometimes I feel like a fallen leaf

Blown away by wind realities

Strong breeze, but you're free

I took the block off the horn

So let knowledge be born

Blood brothers forever

Killa B's on the swarm

<Chorus>

<Killa Sin>

Dom P's (?) past, guns blast

I recollect on the past

On how we ran wild together

Chasing cash and ass

Small time thing

Managing stings for nugget rings

Went back far like acorn fights on modern swings

Kingpin style, juveniles raised with major flav

Tenth grade came went on our own and severed ways

Never realized Poppy would die or leave my side

Homicide never

I visualize better

You live forever in my heart son

Mentally dunn we roll together

No years past I still hear blasts as guns flashed

My nigga run fast he sumble to a lifeless crash

On the concrete my leg felt weak

I couldn't eat let alone sleep

This shit is way beyond bone deep

Now I sip beers

Shed a few tears with our peers

Play the rears

Do the knowledge through glares and cold stares

Yo it's hard kid

I swear to my unborn this war's going on

Veterans taking falls to young pawns

But I stay strong and try to move on

And live life to the fullest

Rest in peace to the God who took a bullet

<Chorus>

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