kicking in and so is my beer I don't make excuses when it's all my fault If a heart is made of money he's cleaned out my vault I feel a little wounded
a liar Neighborhood uh-hotter that a toaster, ridin' MoMo's and I'll roast a deal what's on my old poster, if I pull it out my holster You sopposed'a
I'm hook line and sinkered deeply fried I've got to admit that with all your faults We touch and it feels like a million volts Listen - I realised I'd made a
black My stomach hurts so I'm lookin for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a ne-gro Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero Mo' nigga mo' nigga
t remind you of anything But if you want me to make myself scarce Stop inviting The work that you do Precludes the time that you could spend alone But it?s not my fault
breakin it down It's not my fault c'mon, it's not my fault I'm hot man! It's not my fault c'mon, it's not my fault 'Til the sun comes up, every night
: I'd sell my soul just to see your face And i'd break my bones just to heal your pain And in these times I need a saving grace Cuz time is running out
okay, I have had enough What else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen They'd probably put my head in a guillotine But it's alright
, I keeps it real! [Hook] [Layzie] I keep my mind on my money, my money on my mind A straight up soldier in the field out here pushin my line Nigga designed a
in March of the winter I turned seventeen That I bought those pills I thought I would need And I wrote a letter to my family It said it's not your fault
Artist a carry feelings and tears a run Say you know, say a just true, him a Bob Marley son How him get a Swizz Beats and you nuh get me none Wha mi
Everything Was My Fault But I Can See Now It's A Situation That I Must Let Go Cause You Ain't Going To Me A Man And Let Me Know I Guess Me Seeing You
forever You stole my heart but made it tougher than leather You got me runnin red lights, not seein stop signs Tryna face the fact that what I had is not
that you left me here The times that I needed you You know my love is true My passions inside for you The nights that I cried for you A man has these
my hand and i am on my way It's not terminator, not superman Not a bad story of the ku-klux-klan It's like a picture And it starts to shine It's bright
You're My All-Time Doll You're all I adore I'd swear to it now it but I already swore My eyes are blinded with tears But it's all my own fault My lips
white tank boy But you got a hard on for me, what you hollerin' my name for? It's your bitch on my dick, ain't my dang fault, man I can't call it (Hook
me If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense Pete It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the fuck can I raise
