without a face
                                       
                                       
                         got no card so i got no soul
                           life is prison no parole
                                  no control
                     tha jura got my number on a wire tap
                          'cause i jack for similac
                               f**k a cadillac
                              survive one motive
                                   no hope
               'cause every sidewalk i walk is like a tightrope
                         yes i know my deadline sire
                          it's when my life expires
                          so i'm sendin' paper south
                            under tha barbed wire
                            tha mother of my child
                        will lose her mind at my grave
                         it's my life for their life
                           so call it a free trade
                   "por vida" and out name up on tha stall
           i took a death trip when i tried ta cross tha white wall
                   walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates
                             born without a face
                  i tried ta look back ta my past long lost
                  a blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust
                              pops heart stopped
                             in came tha air drop
             flooded tha trench he couldn't shake the toxic shock
                      maize was all we needed to sustain
                          now her golden skin burns
                               insecticide rain
                               ya down with ddt
                               yeah you know me
                            rapped from tha grapes
                           profit for tha bourgeois
                      war tape boomin' path is luminoso
                 i'm headed north like my name was kid cisco
                         to survive one motiveno hope
                             it's hard ta breathe
                      wit wilson's hand around my throat
                       strangled and mangled another ss
                                 curtain call
                     when i tried ta cross tha white wall
                   walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates
                             born without a face
                 you say fortify ... reaction ... you divide
                  you say fortify ... reaction ... reaction
                                       

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