gone inside Don't look back You were simple in your little games You're so simple now it's all the same Don't look back Don't look back on those times
back don't follow me now don't follow me now always the same the moon and the scars forever remain the moon and the scars again and again the moon and
give guns away in the hood like its government cheese Spray on Suzukis [50 Cent:] Yeah yeah Funk Flex Keep playin' with 'em [Lloyd Banks:] Yeah Look Look Yeah Look Look Look
you believe in that s**t that you heard Y'all dont know us, y'all dont know us [E.D.I Talking] Ain't never know ni**az like us boy They don't make ni
sun so hot I froze to death Suzanna don't you cry I got a long way to go I sure feel it now deep down in these dusty clothes Through another town backed
was pale gold Glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead prisons Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom Look! I can't live
accents into the ground Relax, I ain't going back to that now All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW Cause I ain't playin' around There'
shit, they must got word That I told the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge [Raekwon] I skated through the back of the building, hit the steps up
. Raekwon, U-God) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Ight, now, this is how we gon' do this shit Youknowhatimsaying? Niggaz wassn't out in the streets back then
[TYLENOL INTERLUDE] My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump me and my axe will leave you hoppin' on a stump [CHORUS 2x:] interlude: look into the deadest
shift. At a party store, rolling a spliff. I'm behind the glass I see crackheads all night. But tonight the moon is red and shit ain't felling right.
Carnival) Remove your hats or we'll cut off your head (Show respect, youse amongst the dead) Don't like bigots and richie boy fucks (Ain't shit changed
: Staring at the ceiling, the roof has a face It's telling me I don't belong with the human race He's askin me to join him, in eternal sleep I give him
1] You know who you fucking with? W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-wicked clowns [x2] [Chorus 2] Wicked clowns [x4] Don't fuck with me Wicked clowns [x8] Don't fuck with
Solomon takes cover, a servant yells out 'the bitch is cursed, don't touch her', but he trusts her, he also loves her Cause her to hold the sharing, his bright moon
fucking roaches, man [Method Man] Jeter, married to the game without a pre-nub And she don't act up, if I don't eat her Damn, now that's what I call
Big Red Machine Heads get chopped in the guillotine, burnt in kerosene Now you don't believe in the unseen By any means necessary back to the cemetary
a sheet, cremate 'em Loved across the board, P. hate 'em I don't like thugs (thugs), I don't like nerds I don't like myself and I hate bein disturbed