you can hold us down, We'll tear this building down, Try to be careful what you say Give it up, your tact is astounding, Find your place and leave us with some peace
money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [Asher] Look Cause they don't care about us They just use us up Leave us
of us Y'all was these verses off etc, etc Cause they watching y'all like the Federers, owww Kadoosh, kadoosh, kadoosh It's B.O.B and I'm out, Peace!
a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [Asher] Look Cause they don't care about us They just use us up Leave us
prayer, just like every child need to find a place, guide us with your grace Give us faith so well be safe Need to find a place, guide us with your grace Give us
and order I'm try'n' to change this water to wine Never mind your name, just give us your number, mm Never mind your face, just show us your card
what about yesterday (What about us) What about the seas (What about us) The heavens are falling down (What about us) I can't even breathe (What about us
yesterday (What about us) What about the seas (What about us) The heavens are falling down (What about us) I can't even breathe (What about us
about yesterday (What about us) What about the seas (What about us) The heavens are falling down (What about us) I can't even breathe (What about us
this page of our beating hearts I've made peace with God and burned the sage And drank from poison lake Soon the stage enacts the fallen stars Save us
't just because we want to We ain't got nowhere we can run to Somebody please press the undo They only teach us the things that guns do Chorus They don't teach us
I can smell it when I go outside (outside) Then it just pours It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet (outside) Thats what rains for All the
Of A Man,Strait,See Shit Can Give U A False High,Wen U Think U Speakin To Me U Mite Be Screamin In My Eye... Senses By The Jealousy, Give To Your Best
G I'm carry out with it Who are ya'll kiddin Nigga I live it can't get in my business Can't get with my bitches Can't get my lyrics I don't give five
and slap the shit out a motherfucker Bitch you better back-back, give me fifty Mo' than fifty feet though, bitch you better give me fifty mo'fucking kilometers Give
t give a damn if you die, one less nigger to deal with Ask me why, I don't give a fuck about the police Cause all they offer is the penitentiary, with no peace
