There's no need to pay The money's on its way We don't want you coming home Out on your own, always alone Looks like you've made your own bed Made
There's no need to pay The money's on its way We don't want you coming home Out on your own, always alone Looks like you've made your own bed Made a
as a shock Get off your own jock Probably why everybody's taking shots Now it's all about the Benjamins, but I'm calling out your feminine strut Plus
waiting For someone who cares to read them To open their eyes to see them To see if they can make his thoughts their own To find out that maybe your life
get respect from the get-go, hello set to the echo, pyscho pen got a mind of its own, gotta write my rhymes with a timer otherwise I'll probably vibe out
: The day your door is closed The echoes fill your soul It won't say which way to go Just trust your heart To find what you're here for Open another
running down, hear the crowd gettin' loud! I'm consumed by the sound! Is it her? Is it love? Can the music ever be enough? Gotta work it out, gotta work it out
be no one else Won't trip out on disappointment 'Cause failure is just not me Still I gotta do my job 'Cause you know my show can't go on without me
the highway Niggaz wanna diss K On they're local mix-tapes There they go again, lyin' to consumers Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors Your lil' sloppy with your
, as hindsight's perspectives settle in and unwinds the time.... It dawns on me, that for which my life is sold It dawns on me that only one could have
, slice, stomp and beat Freddy has nightmares about me on elm street Where did I get all this aggression and anger? I take it out on people when I'm bring
not even own Chorus: repeat 4X (FatLip) I was po', nlack and broke beyond a shadow of a doubt Ass-out, wide open waitin for my shit to come on out
Consumes and isolates him A threat arises, unholy desires Will bear the Light to exile I'm a slave of my own needs Out of control, out of my mind A nightmare
Fire - No fire will keep you warm Crawl - You'll crawl under my feet Starvation Rip my heart out, rip my life out Rip my eyes for I'll never see her
upon the dust That i myself shall see My own ears not another's shall behold it And from my flesh i shall see it rock My inmost being is consumed with
: [Robot voice]: We are intent only on our own gain. Tune in and avert your eyes to the blank telescreen. GO! They're watching you sleep. Telling
fools the X-Loc ain't going out like the average I didn't kill your folks but if you run up then I gotta loc up like a savage On that ass, bitch, it
autonomous I'd rather be major on a minor than minor on a major label I'm willin' and able to put your label on my choppin' table recycle Black dollars
