way dont know how much i can take take back to love that we made take back the pain that you gave love aint supposed to be so insane why do you taste
Au cours d'une vie Qui fut mouvementee Dans un siecle ou l'horreur batit ses records Parmi les etres qu'on a pu rencontrer Sur le seuil d'un grand reve
nice, nice lady Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Damn) Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is, 'cause she's kinda famous And I hope
coming out the A Hoping for a record deal, to re-know my pain Now let's pretend like I'm on the stage And when my beat drops everybody goes insane (Ok
but I ain't even warm up and still pull from where it counts for 3 points and leave the form up you must be insane if you give me the lane or perimiter
me Cause I do my thang, I do my thang The problem live in vain You can't hear the right? You can't see the reasons Why should the hope remain? ... matter
generation, I don't think you'd understand In the quest to be a man, you start to learn you need your family It wasn't for them, I'd be way closer to insanity
na naii) Ah uh uh oh Ah uh uh oh (Tinchy Stryder) Ah uh uh oh (N dubz) Ah uh uh oh (yo) It was nothing but a quick think Kids games, kiss chase, just a quick fling Now I'm hoping
you To see a difference in our points of view Don't blame me for a thing that I didn't do saying come home Come home It's insane How feeling so much
it's over A soldier, with a 50 caliber pistol in my holster Ready to brandish my weapon, on the bitch made Hoe ass niggas like Crooked Profit, get the switchblade I hope
Z-Ro, Z-Ro... [Z-Ro] 24 up in this game, and I don't own a damn thang Just a bunch of bags receiving blows, trying to maintain Dealing with insanity,
don't make it, I wanna tell my people I love em Wish I could jump up out my casket, and hug em Just in case I don't make it, I hope they keep on jamming
's a shame What's the game Lost souls Who controls our brain? Who can I blame? The world seems strange at times Somewhat insane I'm hoping we can
it grows Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise Picture a life where black babies can survive past five But we must have hope, quotin the reverand
thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice Before I take your life, first wrestle with these, mics I listen to him scream, Tray Deee went insane
see me in my casket and if I don't blast I'll be the victim of them bastards I'm loosin hope, they got me stressin, can the Lord forgive me Got the spirit
money for wars, but can't feed the poor Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is it ain't no hope for tha future And then they wonder why
hopein' that their aimin' at my chest much too young to bite tha bullet hand on tha trigga I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it I hope I
