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Hour Of 13

Ridenhour - walford Huffed and he puffed Huffed and he puffed Blew tha house down Now how dat sound Never no never Give up gotta gotta live up To my

Ritual commence. the ceremony begins Sacrament to secen of seven sins Bearer of light, empower thee with pride Unbroken by the wheel at Lucifer's side

Where worm dieth not andfire not be quenched Shall my soul forever now in hell be spent Removeth from me all that giveth cheer So I may face then all

Succumb the will of foresee into temptation Planets n dominion and elevation Indulged in multitudes when in connection Disturbs once aligned in this

I see her walking all alone On her way between her school and home I see her as she passes by Now I have the chance I'll make her mine Suddenly she disappears

Where we travel no one knows But the comment soon arose To find a place to stay Before we find our way Chorus 13 hours a day (13 hours a day) We can

Uptown, going down, old lifeline Walking down faster, walking with the master of time My lady woke up and she broke down, she got up, she let go Take

don't last Now we lookin' to sell units So when you hear Pussy Cat Dolls and G-Unit You will say give N-Dubz music Been preforming on stages ever since we were 13

with my ghetto connect And got a .9 in my mind you can't metal detect I pull it out, put it to your head and shoot from the hip I fired 13 shots and left