: Shock Die Her tear streakedface, darts into the room, her lips tremble As she speaks, the time stops as the blood rushes, to my head She ages,
: (Instrumental)
: Gaze into these eyes again and tell me that you do not think that you see something more than Nothing because that's the way you've treated me over
: Tears fall from the sky See my life as I'm rotating freely in this wound laceration that I've picked at until it just will not heal Desperate to
: Lie Youth hypnotized by the glory of rising up from the ashes left by the flames that consumed their parent's home Idolizing the dreams that were
: Gasping for air. A lie This life's grip on us is closing in on our sense of reality You are the prophet, I have been sent here, to warm you of your
Money: the only topic that your have time for, you will not listen, to anything else Than your stock quotes at the dinner table, your family screams
: Step back and take a look at your own life for a change Why do a white picket fence and a job make me a man? I have worked harder in this room than
: Repent Now now or ever will I try to be something I'm not It us time to justify with your life's only denial You cannot believe everything that
: My premonitions were right you've left me hollowed and burnt. No tomorrow will heal the damages you've left within me. Now, don't try to change the
: Our corporate image sickens me to a point where our face sense of hope forms a lump in my throat I try to come clean but it's far too late. The lump
find it I'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go How can I be peaceful? I'm coming from the bottom Watch my daddy scream peace while the other
rollin', no more than a half a mile we get stopped. Cops surround Bone. We load glocks, as we say "fuck these roadblocks" Though, if you a thuggish ruggish thug nigga scream
HA) Just lose it (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Go crazy (HA-HA-HA-HA-HA) Oh baby (HA-HA) Oh baby, baby (HA-HA) [Verse 3] It's Tuesday and I'm locked up I'm in jail
Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick, Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go... Verse 1 8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin, And my 8 album
t give me no lip. Who do you love? X3 The night is dark, the sky was blue, Down the alley the ice wagon flew. Hit a bump, somebody screamed, You should
