heart in flames boiling blood in my veins, Alert and focus on all I can obtain. They say we?re born to lose but I?m sure that we can win. You are the
in flames boiling blood in my veins, Alert and focus on all I can obtain. They say we?re born to lose but I?m sure that we can win. You are the one
will come Forget the past - just head out Head out for your aims And in the end you'll see the light Tearing up the night So let it shine and realize
say my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought is pain, strain and stressing me to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me
and dumb that wasn't born My words to my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to my first born .. Hey
how we do it When we ride to that ryder music (let's go) (Let's go) [Verse 3] My mama gave birth to a winner, I gotta win Pray to Lord, forgive me for
Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 4 - Tony Yayo] I started out at fifteen, scared as hell
bout time little Layzie let 'em know now. Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go "Pow! " Take my style, let me show you how I go wild. Now you
Intro 2] (Let's) Ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get high, get high, c'mon Let's ride let's ride let's ride let's ride Get high, get
fullest Let this boy die like a man Staring down a bullet Let me make my final stand Chorus: Shot down in a blaze of glory Take me now but know the truth I'm going out
the fullest Let this boy die like a man Staring down a bullet Let me make my final stand Shot down in a blaze of glory Take me now but know the truth I'm going out
Let this boy die like a man Staring down a bullet Let me make my final stand Chorus: Shot down in a blaze of glory Take me now but know the truth I'm going out
This is the first day of my life I swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed Their spreading blankets on
car I wish he'd just hit the gas and let out a cry Tell `em all they can kiss our asses goodbye My dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn Me
me But I don't even Have a friend Lord knows I been trying And he knows I just can't win Everything I do Yeah Seems to turn Out wrong Sometimes I wish
