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Hey Yo Hand Over What?
Hand Over yours “Run than shit”
Game’s Over, Man over-board sunken ship
But the land’s closer “Dance Cobra”
Tongue-Cheek-And-Spit
Plans, Programs, Rap Romance Reenactments
They tell it like it never been, cuz it never was
I thought it caused embitterment
Yeah, but it only set it up
These Words of Prey don’t pray on downfalls
Nah, not at all
So I’mma share with you
A Pairs of Wings and Set of Teeth
Stay Fly—No Fronts--Let It Be

Break Bread
I break a sweat to my soles
I break my—I break my leg now your dying alone
Tough luck
Tell me the truth
Don’t sell me no “Wolf Tickets”
You’re in it to win it by mimicking
And that’s how it goes
Break Bread
I Break a Heart but not Souls
I Break Bread
I’ll break my bread with my foes
What’s up?
Tell me the truth
Don’t sell me no “Wolf Tickets”
You’re in it to win it by gimmicks
And that’s how it goes

Get your press kits in get your projects done
Shit man get press play more than once a month
Get your hands from under you Pull up them 501’s
Get the fuck outta Dodge
Come back and tell us why the road won
And I’ll tell ya
We don’t give a “uh-uh”
He, She, or Me For free or fee
Relay the story
On-scene and Off-screen
Knee deep in concrete
Grind pavement to the record
On key and off beat
Perch the branch and dead that crow
Burn the rag and let the Molotov go
We don’t blow up (uh-uh)
We BLOWOUT
December 10th, December 2nd, December 14th
Free pennants to ride diddick
Independent so sign cynic
Don’t mind critics still throw lines vivid
In a moment grow nine innings
Reborn blind mimic
We drew the line now side with it or lie in it
Break Bread
Stay Fly—No Fronts--Let It Be

Break Bread
I break a sweat to my soles
I break off—Break my leg now your dying alone
Tough luck
Tell me the truth
Don’t sell me no “Wolf Tickets”
You’re in it to win it by mimicking
And that’s how it goes
Break Bread
I Break a Heart but not Souls
I Break Bread
I’ll break my bread with my foes
What’s up?
Tell me the truth
Don’t sell me no “Wolf Tickets”
You’re in it to win it by gimmicks
And that’s how it goes

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from Hand Over Fist, released September 23, 2008

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