yo tryin'to change me I can't breath let it go I want you to leave me alone What do you want..what do you want..what do you want from me I?m done tryin
it down Brilliant resilient fanmail from 27 million And I want it all it's Gonna take more than that Hope that ain't all you got I need it all The
I tell them all that its make believe Once your hearts broken, that will do I only want some pieces of you Once your hearts broken, that will do I only want
makes me cry cry cry All night... all night And though I'm trying not to look in your eyes Each time I do they kind of burn right through me Don't want
you You're like a rush You're like a drug It's just the sight of you I like to think that I could kick you but it's what you do When you wink at
I'm gone, if you love living your life, leave me alone [Z-Ro:] Fuck everybody lately, cause it was fuck me first What's the reason for the season, of wanting
went to school to fight niggas for you, Even though we wasn't blood brothers F**k that, we was brothers What we is now I can't do nothin' but continue
that shit nigga [Hook] Time and time again I get caught up, trying to make those ends In my liiiiiife, cause everything I do Is a criiiiime, what else could I do
it One day, I get a platinum plack If you running up, you better back on back cause [Hook] What happened to that dude, what happened to that dude What
[Hook] Do you see, what I see All I do, is wanna be Somebody, can you feel what I feel I try my best, to keep it real And pay dues [Z-Ro] Extra extra
tell you about this life of sin I hope that you can cope, we killing eachother to make some divid-ends I don't wanna sound crazy, but I'll make you push
you cause they want what you got Long as you spending money on them and your buying the drugs They gone be down like four flats and ain't trying to budge Say they love you
head, for all my partners let's make em spread Me and my niggas we break bread, until the whole family's fed You heard what, I said, in this, over bull All
she be plotting on how to get you, when y'all walking down the isle The same motherfuckers that you care for, look how they do you They don't love you
mo' Cause everybody want me to do, what they want me to do And they want me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid But you know what you can do
grass Now how you love this bezeltine and all this wood on my dash All this starch on my ass, and all this money in my stash And how you love the way
Its going down South Klique, what you wanna do Bitch throwing up my set, infrareds to your chest with a mess Now stop you drop, like sweat it out my face What killas want
