lost We Die aloneRemember the cause We die alone, So Die with a cause We die alone, a Calling of the punks We die alone, Because I still trust no one.
We Die aloneRemember the cause We die alone, So Die with a cause We die alone, a Calling of the punks We die alone, Because I still trust no one
Intro: (Aaliyah) and [Treach] I?m looking for a girl like you (Well here I go) Verse 1: Now, now, now, who's the baby bomb It dip and dodging, cryin
scar So baby just hold on Lil' momma just be strong Cause no one knew the war Would last us so long The rockets the red glare The bombs up in the air
defender I won't let you stand there on your own No matter what they tell ya I will not surrender Now until forever You will never Be alone When wallets are flying When bombs
fucked up, growing up in a childhood all alone with nobody No mama no daddy, Z-Ro I see why these niggas can't relate to us Cause we them thugs of another
hit from Tha' Lunatic [Stretch] Yeah, fuck that God! Word up Blowin niggaz out the motherfuckin frame yaknahmsayin? Constantly.. fuck that trick, we ain't havin it [Tupac] Leave me the fuck alone
duncecap Drum tracks are under my spell, your dj? He's not on the cut, he's in the cut, hiding from 7l You better tell us of his whereabouts Cuz we're
with us this shit be cold as Christmas So put your head to the sky say a prayer for the sick and the old the young and the weak For the bombs and the
Nothing right on my regrets Spend my time just for a smile Picture of you on my mind And I?m sick and tired of pop songs Commercial and US bombs Tomorrow
Life as a billboard If you are the answer We are going straight hell Grown in a parental fugue Weight loss in self respect Bomb, bomb, bomb us
s Wearin khakis with the timbs on, mothafuckas know the story We can't leave rap alone, the game need us Think you can handle us or beat us, come on cleatus
where you lay at it's time to slay these bitch made niggas [Bizzy-overlapping Pac] Pac Pac run wit us run wit us run wit us Pac Pac run wit us Pac
make-up, wake up Gold diggin' bitches, the buck stops here The road to riches is closed for repair So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl leave that shit alone
with out make-up, wake up Gold diggin bitches, the buck stops here The road to riches is closed for repair So if the shoe ain't fittin, girl leave that shit alone
! To take control, it's up to you...to start something new. Every day we turn our cheeks. As bodies burn and bombs drop far away. What will it take to get us
homeland attack, And that morning when Ken went out on the doormat, His world went black 'cause, Right there; front page news, Three weeks before 1942, "Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed
