for you. And this is where I stand from here on out...no remorse. You disease! You run through my veins but I won't let you take me down. No way! You failure! I
what I sound remorse, the records I still peep guns on me But the difference now is only Deserts If I talk it's gonna be reckless; I'm ready to die So
disrespect I'ma commit another sin When I... [Chorus] - 1/2 [Z-Ro] Tragedies happen in my world everytime I breathe So I'm paranoid and trigger happy until I leave I
I do a lot of drugs till I pass out When I smell a dirty rat, up all in my motherfucking face I'm hunting they, motherfucking ass out When I be stepping
f**k the punishment, tie weed I gonna buy me a gun f**k doin' time [2Pac] I live life High Speed Slightly disillusioned by weed I breed thug muthaf**kas even worse than me When I
the peace that was on my block It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be the same Until the end
to tha peace that was on my block It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be tha same Until the
to the peace that was on my block It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be the same Until the
tha peace that was on my block It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change I tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be tha same Until the end
I'm a flyguy you know I'm smoother of course no remorse is left for all those loser crews I do not care what you do I always screw up but when I do
us fall short Fuck it, I'ma blow up the court and show 'em no remorse. Hit 'em up with the C4, backdoor Nigga, let Stack go I'ma attack with rap and
skully Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely What is it in ya? deep in the dead when we get fried POD when I comes to ride Creep
I'm feelin' not a bit remorseful, My twelve guage just so forceful, So playa hate when I'm in ya town The nigga me bucking 'em down And I'm giving up
. d when it comes to ride Creep out your seat, but dont fall in the night Once inside, forgettin about remorse Tour curse'll ride, cry now when i'm ready
fucking dog whistle while I walk by 'Colt Seavers' on a mule, stuntin on that ass like the fucking Fall Guy I don't gas my Mercedes at the mit, man I
I am your darkest hour I am your fall from power I am the voice you dread and I'm Screaming out inside your head I am the final count I am your demons
