So what will you prove Now what will you choose When you've got no one but yourself to blame Im sick of these games, so sick of these games And in the
Übersetzung: American Me. Finish Him.
My heads been fucking spinning and this world has lost it's mind. You're all the fucking same and it leaves me fucking blind. Look at me as if you understand
Yeah I may be at the bottom fighting for the crumbs as you sit watching the news about violence in the slums. You've snuck your way to the fucking top
You're always around, I can't get you off of my skin. You're a fucking leech and I'm sick of it. Keep following the crowd, and think how they think,
?I?m fighting endless struggles, I?ve got no goals in sight. All of this fucked up shit is making me lose my mind. I?ll never be a slave to your corporate
I've lost it again, the shit's hit the fan. I want to move forward but I know I can't. There's something inside me that keeps me from diving, it's a
I can?t see how you live with yourself under this false identity of pretentiousness and fallacy. It hurts to see such a person go under mind attacks
Finish Him is all about eating pizza and hanging out. Finish him is all about, eating pizza and hanging out! We don?t give a fuck about what you think
Here I am wasting my life, according to a slave for life. You can go to college and get a job, but all the years of your youth are going. And I just
I've told you once, I've told you twice. You're on thin fucking ice. I've told you once I've told you twice, you're on thin fucking ice. You've
Holding back nothing but hate, you can free yourself from the unwanted weight that emotions can bring and affect how you think. You?ve got your two legs
going fucking nuts x4 Your negative ?tude is buggin? me out. It?s about time you cut that shit out. And stop talking shit about me and my friends, finish him
When will I wake up from this coma of hopelessness and believe for just one second there's an end to all of this mess. I close my eyes each night only
a winner's mind Give it all to him, meet him at the finish line Me and my boo and my boo boo riding All up in that black with his chick right beside him
slide by I do walk-up's, never drive-by's Grab a nigga by his head, whisper to him 'fore I do him "Why," I said, "you're here, wodie?" - execute him That
