Acoustic songs make everyone sad these days All about broken hearts and love fading away Well we've got one here so we can cheer you up About the people
Don't you tell me what to be you see 'Cos all I'll say to you is fuck off and die My life is mine, my body is me Fuck all religions, fuck off and die
It's like your paradise, but it's not what it seems Ideals are not reality, they're nothing more than dreams It's like your idols that offer you freedom
I've been sitting here, I just don't understand Why do these people treat me like a clown? I get up every morning at the right time, But when I get
Typical people, I know you'll be there Party tricks that I just can't bear See you dressed in your nice new suit Fall about 'cos your pissed as a newt
This is so shockingly revealing That this hole is finally healing That you ripped through my chest Too bad you were second best Please stay awake There
: [Intro- 50 Cent] She loves me, she loves me not Yeah she loves me not [Verse 1- 50 Cent] The fiends need me, I ain't around it, bones ache Detox,
gun shot), you know I ain't stoppin' Till my clip is empty, I'm simply Not that nigga you should try your luck with, or fuck with Hollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken
: [50 Cent] She loves me, she loves me not (yeah) She loves me not The fiends need me I aint around, they bones ache Detox, rehab, cold sweats, watch
to the past And I buried my broken bones How I long for what I once had known Cinder blocks and chains Laid by the insane Oh, there can be no other Worthless
Kray Kray "Take Action" Jackson [Bizzy Bone:] Every time that I turn arouuuuund [Layzie Bone:] I'm duckin haters over here, haters over there Everywhere I turn they everywhere [Bizzy Bone
Assassin Provin' a point to many people Some claim to be assassins But to Bone there is no equal And Bone will stand alone And buck down any other sucka
bodies dropping When you hear my pistol select ah dome, Respect that True how's the underground shit, Mr. Bill Collector, Bone [Hook] [Verse 3:Wish Bone
to your throat Gosta run me on, fucking with BONE Loving this weed smoke [Krayzie Bone] Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews Steadily losing me
: [Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony] Bone (xalot) Wasteland soldier, These are tha dayz of our livez I be struggling & hustling & thugging it forever Come & look
to prove that, wounds from your war Other bitches couldn't soothe that, broke from a bad back I'm holdin' you down, throwin' dirt with other bitches But them other
the theme Supreme team, America's Cream Team, redeemed Vidal Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone Gun POW to the dome And split the bone,
with my last breath So, who wants to know what it's like, To feel the things I touch and wipe the blood off of my life Cause it's all broken bones here
