: Shock Die Her tear streakedface, darts into the room, her lips tremble As she speaks, the time stops as the blood rushes, to my head She ages,
: (Instrumental)
: Gaze into these eyes again and tell me that you do not think that you see something more than Nothing because that's the way you've treated me over
: Tears fall from the sky See my life as I'm rotating freely in this wound laceration that I've picked at until it just will not heal Desperate to
: Lie Youth hypnotized by the glory of rising up from the ashes left by the flames that consumed their parent's home Idolizing the dreams that were
: Gasping for air. A lie This life's grip on us is closing in on our sense of reality You are the prophet, I have been sent here, to warm you of your
Money: the only topic that your have time for, you will not listen, to anything else Than your stock quotes at the dinner table, your family screams
: Step back and take a look at your own life for a change Why do a white picket fence and a job make me a man? I have worked harder in this room than
: Repent Now now or ever will I try to be something I'm not It us time to justify with your life's only denial You cannot believe everything that
: My premonitions were right you've left me hollowed and burnt. No tomorrow will heal the damages you've left within me. Now, don't try to change the
: Our corporate image sickens me to a point where our face sense of hope forms a lump in my throat I try to come clean but it's far too late. The lump
rollin', no more than a half a mile we get stopped. Cops surround Bone. We load glocks, as we say "fuck these roadblocks" Though, if you a thuggish ruggish thug nigga scream
seems as if them two boys Bizzy and Layzie Done got theyselves into another jam (Well I'd love to see them boys get theyself outta this one) [Verse 3
: Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick, Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go... Verse 1 8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin, And my 8 album
: (feat. Rihanna & Kanye West) [Intro: Rihanna] Feel it coming in the air (Yeah) Hear the screams from everywhere (Yeah) I'm addicted to the the thrill
and I'ma a keep hustlin with Chamber Music fuckin the party up-in You know me, everytime you kiss that hoe you blow me You blow trial trin to walk a mile
car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star, little kids all on the corner scream, 'That's my car
