believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you made that Cd for
say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make
all you fellas, you betta listen) (you betta listen) (Listen all you fellas, here's what good love is) (Listen all you fellas, the kind she understands) (Listen all
's been on the wall All it takes is a little faith You know you're the same as us all." Help me - I can't break out of this prison all alone Save me -
gap, no coming back Your hurry is he gets buried, the streets are empty Mom cry "misery" Little Bill waits for the adversary 'Cause if it's my brother
Sick with myself, but I've got no one else, So I give it to myself it's the only thing that helps It's the same thing this pain thing that keeps me from
(Verse1) Johnny3tears: Sick with myself, but I've got no one else, so I give it to myself it's the only thing that helps it's the same thing this pain
cry I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see it comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry [Jay-Z] On repeat,
I Watched Her Smile, Dissolve Like Alco SellSell And In All Honesty, Man, I Wish I Could Have Helped Her But The Words I Spoke, Fell (?) To The Ground
Kirk:] See I'm sick and tired of all these church folk talking about stuff ain't as bad as it seems See, y'all don't feel my pain... [Jakes:] I don't
it to me all through the night And she says it Best friend Sally, she got sick and I'm feeling mighty ill, myself it happens all the time, and all through
stars Flashin cameras, dealers, shufflin cards Spent the weekend, already miss New York and it's odd cause I'm the first to say it got too many hustlers
a taste like that means something and oh so sick I am and maybe I don't have a choice and maybe that is all I have and maybe this is a cry for help I
more no more no more (I can't take this shit no more) No more no more no more no more no more I can't take it no more [Verse One] I'm sick of all these
Morbid my brain It's all them things and it's rotting away And starting today, I'm gonna try and stop all the killing Aw, whom I kiddin'? It's only the
My head I hurt from all my sins Grin and bare the pain and angst Sort thru all my brain's complaints Ain't enough I need some help What's it like
monster I'm getting tired of drowning the constant cry for help - it's debatable The only reason that you love me is I'm hated by all Come on - Come
window It'll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding It has no name, there's one for
