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So after working eight days straight, it's finally my day-off, I still wish though even after four months that our offs would be two days. Not necessarily two straight days, but at least two days. Anyway, last night was another drinking session with the working people and in fairness, this was quite tame compared to the last time we all went out to drink..
And so, there's nothing really to say.. i'm just glad that the week is over already! Those eight straight days were just plain crazy because of the hotel occupancy..
Ps. Katrina, Maybe in the next life time.. when we're both cats.. :)
Don't drink the water here...
Come out, come out, no use in hiding.
Come now, come now, can you not see
There's no place here, what were you expecting?
No room for both, just room for me.
So you will lay your arms down,
Yes, I will call this home.
Away, away, you have been banished.
Your land is gone, and given to me.
And here I will spread my wings.
Yes, I will call this home.
What's this you say, you feel a right to remain?
Then stay and I will bury you.
What's that you say, your father's spirit still lives in this place?
Well, I will silence you.
Here's the hitch, your horse is leaving.
Don't miss your boat, it's leaving now.
And as you go I will spread my wings.
Yes, I will call this home.
I have no time to justify to you,
Fool, you're blind, move aside for me.
All I can say to you my new neighbor,
You must move on or I will bury you.
Now as I rest my feet by this fire
Those hands once warmed here, but I have retired them.
I can breathe my own air and I can sleep more soundly
Upon these poor souls,
I'll build Heaven and call it home.
Cause you're all dead now.
I live with my justice
And I live with my greedy need
I live with no mercy
And I live with my frenzied feeding
I live with my hatred
And I live with my jealousy
I live with the notion that I don't need anyone but me
Don't Drink the Water..
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Composed by
That Nigga Named M.O.N.
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9.9.07
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