your mind | that's the power of media | the right answers are hard to find | see through their lies | you need to search for what's right | their corruption
I'm out the door hopped in the smug, and I break fast Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash At last, nigga made good,
like in 25 years Wipe her eyes clear as she cries tears Prayin for the future, Lord answer my prayers (Look), we can't save the world through a song But
have been ordered to wear their helmets and basically to get into riot gear" [TV Reporter 2] "OK, we have uh trouble breaking out here right now
lies stuck in a stone in vain they try to win the throne; as if it was begotten by night arises a boy to claim his right; is it a part of a secret plan
a great night, Look at all these posers bite our swagger like a great white, Try to cross me over I just fake left then I break right, Stupid animal tricks
sins feel his mortal wrath Remove all obstacles from our path Second: Asking questions Search for clues The answer's been right in front of you Third: Try to break through
the front end Deployed the damn airbags from the dash Went through 'em and laughed Came back an hour after the accident and bit A god-damn jaw-breaker
Fuck Off Yeah right in your mother fuckin' ass bitch With that Detroit city shit ain't shit swift we're on the same script Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock Yo Slim Shady come break
feel alive I'm gonna make it through, I'm aiming high Gonna free my true color tonight tonight, I'll be alright I don't care if you break down I
you know I got my face in the concreate Now I got a court date, on my way up state Prosecuting attorney waiting for my fate Thirty questions are asked, and thirty answers
flying away like the last days of the motherfuckin loafers I'm the redneck in the moshpit 2 axes come in handy to answer Violent J, ya damn right its
a man - c'mon [Chorus: R. Kelly] Son don't let these streets, get the best of you I will be right by your side, when you goin through Son just don't
-huh-uh-huh) [Jay-Z] Look at that fake smile he just gave me, it's breakin my heart Should I school him or pull the tools out and just break him apart
your heart to see Just follow the beat, the rhythm will lead you right back to me [Pre-chorus:] Sometimes it's a game of give and take It's easy to break
pair of Nikes throwing dice for decimals the older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead got made code red break
Yeah right in your mother fuckin ass bitch With that Detroit city shit ain't shit switched We're on the same script Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock Yo Slim Shady come break
to this diner place to order through the drive through ... could I change,.. shit plummed regiment that's one thing... do Shout out to Brooklyn, shout out to Maino, shout out to... for coming through