Updated 8/1/03
(Due to hangover, this page my not be updated until the afternoon hours.)
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(Company Prayer)
Day after day goes passing by
Sometimes you wonder why even try
Living on for the memories of the good times
Just trying to make some money selling crappy rhymes
Countless hours spent shooting for the goal
Leaving us broke, poor, and living in a Hole
Now we regroup, with a little money in our pockets
Innovative ideas coming out of our heads like rockets
Prepared to take on the world with heads held high
We are finally serious about this, we wouldn’t
lie
We are not thugs on drugs or common hoods
No, For we are just plain Damaged Goods
Now let us drink- to our immanent deaths!