hole in my hand and a strength to my stand With a flame in my heart, burnin' me again With a hole in my hand, with a hole in my hand With a hole in my
With a hole in my hand, and a strength to my stand With a flame in my heart, burn in me again With a hole in my hand, with a hole in my hand? See the
of faith I close my eyes And I walk right to the edge, throw my hand up to the sky Oh, I'm not afraid I'm not afraid to live this life through my dreaming
to walk in on my hands And roll for free You say it's all the same Ennui... You're not the real snow white The real snow white is on my knee I didn
the corner bangin' and slangin' the high bitual Deadly rituals fill my head, nothin' spiritual Bullets filled up bodies like hands from my physical I got touched by the hot hands
from the age of ten She can't be my girl If she canOt be my friend Fi think some gyal love man Just for money for spend I'm hurt my love What about di
flow You wanna criticize dog, try a little more I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro Better
blow my fuckin head off ill just grow another My brain and my self we dont even know each other Somones in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
: It's the Roc! Wooo! My gear is right... (check) My bucket is low... (check) My Rocawear is fittin' incredible... Fuck it... I guess I got my swagger
by no niggaz eyeing my figures Deprive me of my life, try me I'ma rip up tissue, homie I won't miss you This'll be the day that ya dying Nigga I'm violent
night He rocked my world, came out that skirt, soon as I hit that door He thorough, while you twerk, so much Mo' and Cris' I urled all on my skirt
it's the jam I got jet ski's that ride over land Since a young buck had fire in my hands When I was bumping "Roxanne, Roxanne" I got gin and an O.J. Rock
with a hole in the middle and Shit'll hit the fan If you don't let me get buckwild on the strap, eh I turn into Cleopatra Don't spend all day lookin
like me you're at the repair facility Warcloud, day at the power plant, the warhawk To ladies Mr Chair-hands blow a hole through your store lock Bank
stretched in my camouflage And my grammar's hard, the Wolverine skeleton I be the yellow man, snatching on the other brand But on the other hand, light
ta both from fire outside You both from To-ah-ee One bloood, one bloood, one bloood [Masta Killa] I was rollin, showin my age, unshaven rugged with my
my thoughts So I put my 2 cents in Top of the mornin I am dropin a coin in plus I'm changin' the game you see me swapin a joint in They put fire out
ditch we ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my
