REFRAIN: I give you my hope I give you my dreams I'm giving youAnything you need I give you my joy I give you my pain I wish we could Fall in love again
hair I was raised to raise hell, frail and my heart stale So I'ma bring hell to earth until my heart fail But y'all play fair, give me and mine, I'll
be worrying cuz I'm a be illing Fufillin my Passion Till I'm burryin' My Thug Passion [Chorus: Jewell] I heard it's the bomb and you got it
day I'm going to have lots of money but I'll have to give it up for this rich society oh please Mr. President will you lend me a future 'cause you'll
without Marlilyn's music But I figure I make my music I don't care if you use it To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it! Now the parents
, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel and re-energize and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to
I figure I make my music I don't care if you use it To murder somebody, I just wanna be there when you do it! Now the parents are suein' cuz little Darren
If you cannot do it, if you are not prepared to do it...then you will die. You race of cowards, you race of imbosiles, you race of good for nothings If you
. One day I'm going to have lots of money But I'll have to give up For this rich society Oh please Mr. President will you lend me a future 'Cause you'
: You know, I'll tell you something, I find myself saying, "I'm ready," you know, and like, I slap my face when I'm saying, "I'm ready," because it's
Son they'll issue you a ticket right before they beat you I'm glad the truth scares you, hit me mr.officer I dare you Check the rearview, you'll see
can't you tell? Love to see my mama cry, love to see my babies struggle Love to see my woman juggle nuts 'cause she got to hustle I don't give a fuck how my
someone is you, and you and you and you! I pray it ain't all lost and gone, I pray we might learn right from wrong, and I pray this broken day, will
caining So I gotta think fast mr nally watch your ass, wake up and laugh and run Better Mr run, mr rand, mr mac, mr nally Mr run, mr man, you got
lion on my sleeve I need a money donor, cause I'm dying to resist I know mama gat her eyes on her seed Therefore, I never stop, I just proceed Their eyes
night I hear grown men cryin' You know I'm spittin' mine I ain't goin' out here, we gotta win Everytime I hear the wind I think a slug went in I'm checkin
