Dying Breed

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Dying Breed by CunninLynguists

Dying Breed Lyrics

[00:30.02] We the last of a dying breed
[00:32.72] Steady searching for my kind's like a dire need
[00:34.61] Everyday I'm watching liars eat and leech
[00:37.34] While I starve, sleep and listen to the friar teach, peace
[00:40.96] Everyday I pray for it, every blessing I receive I try and pay forward
[00:45.52] But sometimes, the sun shines more like a gun line
[00:49.12] Boss, better call one time
[00:50.93] Running blind on this strange journey
[00:52.81] I hope I'm still alive when they bring gurneys
[00:55.57] In this world where friends are more attorney then Bert or Ernie
[00:58.22] It hurts me deep, peep, I'm steady learning
[01:00.93] That when it's money, bet it's all good
[01:03.63] Most Robin Hoods ain't got a merry man in Sherwood
[01:06.48] Find a good heart, no Google search could
[01:09.15] Brothers was killing brothers in Eden where we first stood
[01:11.89] Last of a dying breed, I'm curious
[01:16.44] All my people on lock down, Lord, mysterious
[01:21.09] Say
[01:21.97] Last of a dying breed, everybody here better stop now
[01:26.48] Nothing's gonna slow that clock down, no, I'm furious
[01:31.98] Should the good stroll off the Atlas, forsaking the hapless
[01:34.60] Let the soldiers of the soulless prevail in the madness
[01:37.43] Shit's real in the field when it's minimal rations
[01:40.17] And all feel the hunger from the sum of the actions
[01:41.96] Running thick as thieves, robbing through blurred lines
[01:44.66] Levels of good and evil, graded on curved lines
[01:47.41] The pinnacle's a pentacle, bewitching the cynical
[01:50.14] Left stranded on the planet where the wicked survive
[01:51.92] Say no to truth, while addicted to lies
[01:54.67] Gentrifying, remove the hood like it was just a disguise
[01:57.41] Throw the blank on, a blanket party, like it's just a surprise
[02:00.15] The menace of what lives in a secular thrive
[02:02.88] Penance on what gives and is eaten alive
[02:05.53] Apocalypse approaches in the form of the vile
[02:08.39] Too many bees in the trap, bear hands in the hive
[02:11.05] Reacting to what's sweet with the sting out of mind
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From the album: Strange Journey Volume Three