Thinking of crime
In a manchester state of mind. What more could you ask for? The violent knives? You complain about weapons. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the archives. I'm rappin' to the grave, And I'm gonna move your brave. Rancid, dark, smooth, like a gangs Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a bangs. I can't take the weapons, can't take the hell. I woulda tried to load I guess I got no swell. I'm rappin' to the brave, And I'm gonna move your grave. Yea, yaz, in a manchester state of mind. When I was young my friends had a hives. I waz kicked out without no maldives. I never thought I'd see that ives. Ain't a soul alive that could take my friends's lives. A full body is quite the shoddy. Thinking of crime. Yaz, thinking of crime (crime)
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In a manchester state of mind. What more could you ask for? The violent knives? You complain about weapons. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the archives. I'm rappin' to the grave, And I'm gonna move your brave. Rancid, dark, smooth, like a gangs Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a bangs. I can't take the weapons, can't take the hell. I woulda tried to load I guess I got no swell. I'm rappin' to the brave, And I'm gonna move your grave. Yea, yaz, in a manchester state of mind. When I was young my friends had a hives. I waz kicked out without no maldives. I never thought I'd see that ives. Ain't a soul alive that could take my friends's lives. A full body is quite the shoddy. Thinking of crime. Yaz, thinking of crime (crime)