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Lyrics Christian Manafest - Session

Yeah, yeah
I had a dream
My life escape the magazines
And that's ring, called the kids
To flip in on the past ascene
Past a-scene and the tdot, everyone
Drop my jacket, infect your sec
With the benihana

Bunch of milos skating hill in ash bottles
Goggles flying, hogs are like Jurassic vassals
Repertoire Christ freedom, bust the calls
Expect the fall, nah
Stimulate your mind recevoir
Man wants a shady, safety and the folks saw

Jack the eighty lays but steep
But lock it down
No, were races
Place the skate at
Ash fall averted
I swim the battle at
Skill a teeny, kinda rad

It was I, I know what's on the other side
This world turns soul burnin soul unknown to the naked eye
'Cuz if I die, I know what's on the other side
This world turns
This world turns
In the streets I see that police stop on my knees
The fear not, listenin like a dstrap

Slang for conversation
No communication
Grab physical lines across the ration
Will need the head list
You don't shake, they kill it
Grab the prophecy to fulfill it
Grab the book of life because I live it

My stripper mindset shift it
The world's flawless official
Lives scabs of scar tissue
God's a bit source to your flesh, it's official
Every single hostage for street knowledge
I seen your eye fix

Life for dry lick of fraud said it God to me
20 days of the renegade
I engage in the plague shot I made it
Gone plus the actions, thermo
Thrashing skate technique
On the streets broadcasting live
Go outside

Your looking car cuts
You lost your mind kid
No one falls from the dark side
Fall, fall from the dark side
Fall form the dark side

If I die, I know what's on the other side
This world turns souls burnin soul unknown to the naked eye
'Cuz if I die, I know what's on the other side
This world turns
This world turns