: For people like you, there is no such thing as an early grave. Your wanted to gut my dreams til I was empty, and show everyone my remains. "and
: Komm wir verdienen unseren Lebensunterhalt, mit schlechten Pornos und synthetischen Drogen. Los wir verkaufen schlechtes Wetter an Bill Gates, der
chicken and let's get on [Hook] [Verse 4: Flesh N Bone] I remember like yesterday Way back in the day coming up Moms used to read to me everyday Through
: I don't remember how I felt I never thought I'd live To read about myself In my hometown paper How my brave young life Was forever changed I a misty
t just wanna know about any secret of yours I wanna know about one special secret Because tonight I want to learn all about The secrets in your garden. (AL
his wife plead twice? See Al-Amin got life and Fred got dead, Hampton To dampen the dream of all the Panthers They got they answer for ransom As we read
s wrong, no Don't wanna be the falling one Crawling one Drowning one, no What a beautiful day today And I can't get a lil' smile from ya Should've known about
: (feat. Raphael Saadiq, Knoc-Turn'al) [Warren G] I make music for block pushers and go-getters From gators, to house slippers, and Mo' sippers The
Just to pass the Time Fucking hoodlum About to blow up with my music like Muslims On the 26 bus going to Luton (Fucking hell) The Al-Qaeda of rap will
read about it We idolize criminal mind Is there a method in our madness? And we fantasize of committing crimes And so we remain You and I, we read about
to know You wouldn't read about it Read about it One unjust, ridiculous steal Ain't no doubt about it You wouldn't read about it Read about it Just
telling me life is short, And it's hard to disagree with what you say. But, if time is so precious why you wastin' mine? Cause I'm always reading; always
world 'Bout to have a little boy or baby girl, who knows? Anyway, just when you start getting' that little age And experience to you You start thinkin' about
I don't remember how I felt I never thought I'd live To read about myself In my hometown paper How my brave young life Was forever changed I a misty cloud
change your life Duck nigga, West Coast I can make a promise right now to take your life West side, bustin' at you Terrorist threats, terrorist threats It's about
if you're lucky they might spare your life Catch you in the street getting kimbo sliced And this is really for bitches too you need to stop talkin Just worry about
his wife plead twice? See Al Amin got life and Fred got dead, Hampton To dampen the dream of all the panthers They got they answer for ransom As we read