turn back. I've lost it again. I've lost it again. I need to find this fucking key (I've lost it again) to break these chains and set me free (I've lost it
' "Thug Life" Like A Tupac Many-Me Any Beef? Tell Em' To Bring It Special Delivery I Bet My Little Friend Will Put Em' Outta His Misery These Niggas Wanna Finish
Route 39 He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it" Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out Just stand on it Well, if your mind
pussies fore I eat them Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish
did not start this, but I will finish it [Verse] Comin up it never mattered was color you was If you could spit then you could spit, thats it, thats what it
Verse 1: It's worse by the day now, every time I lay down Words come alive in my head and they play loud It's like they cant find a way out Wanna
CHORUS If we can't live in peace then fuck it let's die They aint tryin' to hear us then fuck it let's ride Catch a traitor then stick a needle in his
*, it should of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the weed spot. You want credit, forget it, I did it
shit G-G-G-G-G ... G-G-G-G-Unit I thought all that beefin was over man Squashed it man, been there done that Somebody had to gon' on and fuck it up [
the hundreds, it's doable, I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ Wipe
't try to wobble Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle Took him to the staircase Jumped on his face Road him down the bumpy chase Can I hear
I already wrote him a song Yes, I already wrote him a song So here I sit with my basket of fruit And two finger bowls of glass I finished my bottle of
some black people walk in I bet they show off their token blackie Oh now they love Kanye, let's put him all in the front of the store Saw him on break
