Talk to my troubled brain If you can feel my pain So much hurting that's living in my head Now I can barely breathe And now my heart's disease And my
At least on lock, you know what the danger is and what's not Free world you'll be evicted, when a coward bust shots That's the life cycle, kick it with
Fresh Kid Ice] Living in a world where no one has trust A lack of understanding, filled with lust Where diseases are common, inflicting much pain Gonorrhea
There must be another route, way out To money and fame, I changed my name And played a different game Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle If
sick A bunch of adolescent niggaz spittin major shit Tell me, young nigga if ya die let me know Would your heart feel pain, watchin as your mother cries
posessed. I need the root of all evil for my stress. Cuz now it's like a stong prescription drug. It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it
is the prize of unifyin' hours the Pleadies will smash out the Taurus energy pure decompose in the porous soil of life moving on it's courses crystal's neath' the surface radiate the cycle
hey) Even the numbers (yea) Let me exactly hear (oh) Bet you you wonder (yea) I know how my mama felt (yea) Getting ran over (yea) But this ain't a cycle
} So he'll come and try and separate the sum But he dumb, he didn't know we had a way to overcome Rejuvenated by the beating of the drum Come together by the cycle
, they talkin' about keepin' it plastic. They puttin' the game in a casket. We gonna live on like the Jacksons. I'm sorry I'm endin' your cycle, I gotta
If there is no such thing as time, you're already there, and you're controlling this cycle. You say, "Man, look what we found here, Einstein," or whoever
turn it up a notch, old school like Ed Kotch Toss my foot up in the air and grab my crotch Who am I? Michael, keep the music on a cycle So we can finish
look on the wreckage of the night Though I try to break free The cycle breaks me Am I ever gonna see the light? All the friends I?ve lost And the pain
the same cycle And trials like Michael tryin' not to stay idle [Ryu:] Back home it's not Compton but close The same problems exist and the pain throbbin
in June Storm Storm's out on the water I watch it getting closer Are you coming home ? All these years we've wandered Trying to break the cycle All
As I grow the pain sustains Deep inside my soul Visions come and visions go But hate will never leave me As I grow the pain sustains Deep inside my soul
