and rot Don't count me out, it won't get to me Don't count me out, I'm not here to sit around and rot Don't count me out I don't know where I'm heading
the lady don't do like you think she should, Don't you be goin' upside of her head now. You know what I'm talkin' about, don't you be beatin' on her.
me You're doin' morphine Go on, baby! Relax This won't hurt you Before I put it in Close your eyes and count to ten Don't cry, I won't convert you There
me out the field like a John Deere I'm incompatible Prob'ly cause I'm valuable Lend me your ears with no collateral If you don't give a fuck about me
it) I can't keep on working, (keep on working) Seems like the whole world's ignoring me (but I still gotta do it) Schemers keep on dirking (keep on dirking
of these A to the K's Can't even count, how many blunts I blaze Wetter than syrup slide, riding on the way Can't nobody talk about pain like me, and that
on fire, and I'm addicted to the flame Stain after stain, know what I'm talking mayn [Z-Ro] Judge me not, on what you see, nigga Don't you realize,
hard to imagine -- picture me rollin! [Danny Boy] Picture, picture me, picture me rollin Rollin, picture me rollin Wheelin, picture me rollin in Picture me
on the game. Ain't a damned thing changed Shakin' the dice, now roll 'em, If you can't stand pain better hold 'em. Cause ain't no tellin' what you might
don't act up, now he realize If you don't stay wise, then in this game you fucked Talk to my baby girl, give me the word on what she heard One of the
Trust me [Verse 6: Napoleon] Even my hood call me baby Malcolm X with the tek's Shower some slugs on em' I've got a brother don't rest And he
pain at point blank range cause he slept on the game Ain't a damn thing changed, they shakin the dice Now roll em if you can't stand pain better hold
s hard to imagine -- picture me rollin! [Danny Boy] Picture, picture me, picture me rollin Rollin, picture me rollin Wheelin, picture me rollin in Picture me
[Verse 1: 2pac] Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies
we'll all hurt me See who's merciful [?] (gunshot) Ugh! (coughing) Roll on over Over and over Roll on over Since you could And I've been counting
me now Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? [50 cent] Could you love me in a Bentley? Could you love me on a bus
