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CRUCIFIX - "Back of the Line" (Feat. Khujo Goodie & Mr. Red Eyez) [Audio]

#Crucifix #BackOfTheLine #Lyrics Get the Limited Edition 4 Disc Set Now!!! https://www.crucifixmusic.com/product... Official Song Video "Back Of The Line" by Crucifix From the album "Cruce Signati" Produced by Steven Taylor For more Crucifix Music visit https://www.CrucifixMusic.com © 2010 Cruce Signati. All Rights Reserved. * * * * * * HOOK (Crucifix) I've been through some tough times but never asked for a dime. As sure as the sun shines I'm gonna try and get mine. Everyday I'm on the grind like I'm running out of time. If you wanna get me that's fine... just step yo ass to the back of the line. VERSE 1 (Khujo Goodie) I'm gonna get mine, front or the back of the line. Rain, snow, sleet or shine... skinny nicks, fat dimes. Living that life of crime, duckin' and dodgin' swine, everyday on the grind. The blind leading the blind... Baby mama's crying, politicians lyin', h*** hollerin' "PEACE!" But missiles still flyin'. Goin' through some tough times, Lord knows I'm tryin', starin' at that Mac-90 and that Glock 9. Better on some potent pine, writin' on some potent rhymes. Bloodsuckas wanna get me well then that's fine. Stand in line, take a number, wait your turn. It's gonna be a dawg fight... when will them bastards learn? I guess they never will until their blood spills. I wish I could pop a pill to make it disappear. But that ain't real bruh, wake up and smell the coffee, before your ass end up in a pine coffin. HOOK VERSE (Mr. Red Eyez) Born dyin', raised feimin'... seeing nightmares when I was daydreaming. It's hard to believe in God in a world that raises demons, this life is contagious and deadly like the AIDS semen. I'm just misunderstood, they just don't understand... A convicted felon in this life dyin' from his hunger pains... I ain't got no time for runnin' games, my girl keep prayin' I'm gonna change, I'm smokin' blunts back to back to kill these thoughts in my brain. I done lost it all... lost my mama, lost my dawgs... Seein' my whole world around me dyin' like a holocaust, but still tryin' to walk the walk in the worst predicaments. On the block remembering chapter 10, verse 13 in the first Corinthians. HOOK VERSE 3 (Crucifix) I can't see the wind but it's moving... I might not see the things God is doing... But that don't mean that He ain't in control. I got 40 days and 40 nights of flooding before I touch that rainbow sittin' at the end of the line. Sometimes I wonder why heaven just seems so quiet. Why I can't get down on my knees and bleed this selfish pride. Why I can't set aside this stubborness inside, cuz every time I failed in life is every time I tried. I'm just so sick and tired feeding this empty feeling, everyday I'm praying, prayers are bouncing off the bedroom ceiling. God are you up there listenin'? Or just watchin' me suffer? Cuz it's just me against this world that wanna take me under! Starin' at that AK... that carbine... Bloodsuckas wanna get me well then that's fine! These desperate times transform the mind, it don't take but a starvin' kid to convert a man of faith to a man of crime. So I twist that pine, snort that line... a couple more time and everything will be fine. Everybody wanna be the one to pull the trigger thinkin' takin' my life is gonna take my shine. I'd rather be a blind man, than a man without a vision. For me homie, death is nothin' but a door to living!