(Rule number one... niggaz die, daily, hahahaha) Hear me! Boo-yaow! (Ready for whatever, hell yeah What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga? Them Thug Life
be scared A real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to A man is the last thing you should fear it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you We all die one
temple idols and A Kaaba for the pilgrim The Tables of the Torah ans the Book of the Qur'an I follow the religion of Love and whatever Direction taken
it off He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's a guru You're one microscopic cog in his catastrophic plan Designed and directed by his red right hand
. They never gon' change, come around my way. Another one shot down, slain, while the cop got praise. It's hard to maintain when they supposed to protect us. You or me could be the next one
Knockin over Igloos in Alaska when we blast ya A massacre creator, one time for data Darker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equator It's time to get down one
your secrets They'll only send you back alone Your fearless admissions Will help expel your destructive obsessions With my help I know you can Be at one
to heal this wound of self-denial Face yourself man! Brace yourself and trace your hell back You've been blinded, living lie a one way cold existence
having a nice time with his little accordion ("Toto . . . !"), and this weird wind came up ("Toto . . . !"), direct from Glendale ("Toto . . . ! Toto . . . !"), blowing these terrible germs in his direction
in any direction So take the uncertain path [Pre-Chorus:] One foot in the open Ten feet ahead Build your own ladder And don't lie to yourself [Chorus:] Secrets
up creeping up on me in another direction i love a ride and i know someday i'll die so i try to ask no questions no questions why but the weary one,
Z] Dear summer, I know you gon' miss me For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees S dots with polo fleeces Purple label shit with the logo secret
history (Chorus) No one together, No one is touching ground Look to each other, Chaos is all around Same situation, Nothing is really new No one together, No one
rock kid. Oh shit, ah damn, well what's happenin here? Damn helicopters And all I saw was some little skater kid Come runnin by with a test tube, one
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture Give me absolute control over every living