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Living On The 110Living on the 110
Four sharing one tent
Can't afford no rent
Forgotten by the government
Feels like a life time
Stuck and struck down
Waiting for the right time
Running out of luck now
Prophets Of RageWith vice I hold the mic device
With force I keep it away of course
And I'm keeping (keeping)
You from sleeping (sleeping)
And on stage I rage
And I'm rolling (rolling)
To the poor I pour in on in metaphors
I ain't bluffin', it's nothin'