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I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

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The Bronx

They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy)

 

They Will Kill Us All (Without Mercy)

(album: The Bronx - 2003)


What's left of California
What's left of Los Angeles

Sidewalks cry cause they're not as high shooting old dope
Rich kid skies are a good disguise lining our veins with hope

What did you get for free
And where you gonna sell it
Why should I give a shit
Cover up your facelift

What's left of my broken heart
What's left of Los Angeles

We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
Well we rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it

Scrape black tar from a guilty lung, throw a needle in your arm
Cough up wrongs of the city stars, they didn't mean no harm

What were you supposed to be
And what did you turn into
We don't even need you here
But where you gonna run to

Good drugs, bad streets, arms tied
My world capsized with style

We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
Well we rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it

I got a new plan, get me outta here
Pretend sincere stumble on words
Desperation, the warmth of a gun
Last hundred years remember twenty four

We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
Well we rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it

We got a new design
Excess redefined so you can dream it
Well we rewrote the standards
Covered up the old scars so you believe it

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