Nothing I remember is there Will everything come back to me again? I towed the line, I did my time, until it's over I gave it all, I watched you fall, until
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It's been a long time I'm home again Nothing I remember is there Will everything come back to me again? I towed the line, I did my time, until it's over
it's like you owe me somethin' Listen up, I got a story to tell It's like I fell outta Heaven just to walk through Hell But it fueled my fire, ignited
you i patted you on your back for ur getdees but the extraa ordinary mood swings i don' need it's thug you want, it's a thug life you won't get cus three
was a game? Now it's time to make you feel the pain Wanna test my everyday thang? I aim straight for your temple It's really that simple when I seen it
that's another time It's just another time It's just some other troubled time Until tomorrow, until tomorrow Until tomorrow, until tomorrow Until tomorrow, until tomorrow, until
gonna die before our time Until we stop succumbing to mankind Don't get me wrong, I don't want to soil your future It used to be so squeaky clean It
boy? What's upper? Trying to get my ones up... Crack Alley Studios mang, It's Freezy mang, Paul Revere mang, we doin thi shit, You know it's good, 40
one of our own It's a poor man's heaven to be free A poor man's heaven to believe It's a poor mans vision up above A poor man's heaven to be loved
over a hundred degrees. [Verse 1]: Yeah It's the contemporary form of slavery, they call it slave labour But they don't prosecute them 'cause it's how
I ain't got it I gotta get it Don't make me act a fool (fool) Kick back lil' homey "B" cool, or "C" cool Yeah, it's however you wanna take it I'ma rider
Of the steepening grade that's before you It's no matter, no distance, it's the ride A valley, a forest, a desert, a stream and an over sized bridge
The argument, the accident Well, I've heard it's just a matter of time before the hour is spent And my hour is spent I can't afford it this time
vampire Dark Lotus King of Fire [Violent J:] Swing off your ceiling fan Jump like an ape And stomp on your head Until it pops like a grape [Marz
a smile To make you say, "Ooh, child" Bust the steps, the picture, frame it Hall of fame it, hang it, so, no one can claim it I rule but my style from
and night in fear Get over it Get over it... Daddy and mommy never had a pain So strong until they knew that you inject your vein You scar your skin and soil
