express my hate fists can't release this anger we're going down together and forever my beloved fellow, we are losing heart my beloved friends, we are losing heart
told you I wanted to talk to you, You think I'm try'na holla at you, And maybe I am but, You wouldn't hear me out anyway's would you?, Rather lose love
is stressed And no rest, forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the song to help us grow at times, but now our minds are gone We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches We went
all (pissed!) Get ?? We dont take (defeat!) Me steppin (retreat!) You can lose yo arms, better use yo feet Jus pick up my cannon, nigga, yeah yeah Hear
alcoholic beverage Losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage Smoked out like Eckridge Band just
creep in, everyday it's so grey and black Hope, I just need a ray of that Cause no one see's my vision when I play it for 'em They just say it's wack
look back, women in the red and black, Don't look back, they're going to take your heart away, I'm telling you don't look back, women in the red and black
creep in, everyday its so grey and black hope, I just need a ray of that cause no one see's my vision when I play it for 'em they just say its wack they
surrender-oh-r-r-r You betta Dear ma, please forgive me But the light upstairs just went off I know I told him when he met me Break my heart, I'm going
Paper Chasin Dog Check My Toenails And I Never Miss A Game, No Shaq O'neal More Like Brett Favre Just Like Brett Favre I Been Shot 2 Times Just Wipe
abusin' White pussay From OJ to Kobe, uh let's call him Tobe First he played his life cool just like Michael Now he rock ice too just like I do Yo, you
've had mine" Just too much for him to lose Because of some Cuervo passion Cold, cold forty-five, answered in Texas fashion I know that your oil is black
his pocket and started to scream. "I've had TROUBLES! PEOPLE have been around! I may lose my LICENSE!" The Priest just sat there, eyes, old and heavy
