make a change (Take me, take me away) You can bend me i won't break, things won't always go your way (Take me, take me away) (Verse 2) I am, scarred
and make a change (Take me, take me away) You can bend me i won't break, things won't always go your way (Take me, take me away) (Verse 2) I am
Face the ballistics, we got it like dat, we earned it liked dat Worked for it like dat, so we could shine like dat Get my shine on 7 days a week After
five Rule #6: Neva call a girl a bitch Rule #7: Dont result in tellin, cus all rats get buried by da dozens Rule #8: Respect yo weight, neva put more den a 7
from the lies that you heard that this world is better Like 2nd Kings 7, sharing good news like the four lepers That, this world is gone pass away And
the sucka duck muthafucka gettin mad He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire He wasn't competition but just a little biter So, as he turned and walked away
: Monday morning, 7am. I?m ready for a new week on wheels The first thing I do in the morning is to light a cigarette, then some coffee, And of course
to question my existence The purpose of life The essence of the creature I am These days will be remembered As the dark ones When all life withered away
other Again and again you find it's yet another So I'm always bouncing into the other Seven days to seven days Here's one from far away The way I lose
Flow just borin', the spit just corny. What happened to old bitin' 'self? Writin' battles done face to face. I miss those days. These days, ghost writers
, nut up And flipped in, than slipped the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims Ever if ya test nuts, to the chest and ... [fades away] [DJ U-Neek] Buck
me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me [Layzie] God bless you working on a plan to Heaven Follow the Lord all 24/7 days, GOD is who we
face to face everyday with it when there's so many lost souls (Lost souls) God bless you workin' on a plan to Heaven follow the Lord all 24 7 days,
Made him disabled, bitter and mean Life is much to short and precious To spend fighting wars these days War can't give life It can only take it away
respect is due I really don't mean to offend But I do it every day My twisted mind gets out of hand And I scare you all away (Now) 7 days a week 1000
my seed in the hands of my homies One's in and out, the other's duckin from the police I reciprocate, work my fingers to the bone 7 days a week in this
more If a lesson I'd guess I'd hold it straight away Back to the point, give him three Coca-Colas And run away Write on the walls and then litter That
