mine to say, let it go when it dies You don't have a thing less I got through a ways, I can tell when it dies I know how to take it Better days, you
arm I got mine to say "Let it go when it dies" You don't have I got through a ways I can tell when it dies I know how to take it Better days, you bet
head up Even when the road is hard, never give up Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up (keep your head up) (keep your head up, never give up) Even when
down, and just set it straight Maybe we can learn to take a second to pump the brakes For we said it, regret it later, and let it escalate Cause by then
, settle down, and just set it straight Maybe we can learn to take a second to pump the brakes For we said it, regret it later, and let it escalate Cause
up Even when the road is hard, never give up {never give up} Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up} Even when the road is hard, never give up
get back Shane you've been born I'm ripping stakes up in any way shape or form Check the brainstorm, when these fake kids get torn a new ass Bullet-proof
while they're waiting Ask the Lord for the comfort and strength to face it All the kids with dreams Won't get the chance to chase it Makes me sad Think
hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it, if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets, pull it, squeeze it, till it
up a nice dream, somethin bout ice cream Whipped cream fruits and a cherry on top Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh The pressure is on it ain
(Stradlin'/Caltia/Rose) I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks But when your innocence dies You'll find
I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks But when your innocence dies You'll find the blues Seems all our
Shit, motherfucker I could use some money The whole world was crying when Kurt's gun went BANG! When Eazy-E died though, it wasn't no thang Rapper dies
dies, so fuck your crew and fuck your family too, Technique's at it bitch What the fuck you gonna do [Chorus X 2] (Yeah, Wrap it up on these niggaz, wrap it
doing (?) high I drop my music loud outside I drank until the water's dry It's all okay till someone dies I shoot my name up every vain You can't get
t smoke, get the middle finga up you smoke more then us nigga it's beginners luck My truck wide with 5-0 eyes on it, it's like tha blunt when you ain'
