This world is rotting and on a highway to hell and you still play your game watching tv, see daily misery but you remain the same just how much
Sick and tired of all your lies you're the one i despise i'm tired of fighting people like you abuse and take is what you do i'll be who i want
it my own way i don't care what you do 'cause your life means nothing to me bad intentions in my head if my eyes could kill you would be dead, dead, dead, dead
rearrange you're in too deep and there is no way out you lost the plot you're trapped inside no way out, locked inside you're too late. it's too late for
This is where it ends and where i make a new start this is how life goes whether you like it or not you have chosen yours and i choose mine but different
Gotta get this off my chest get away from this unrest gotta know what i feel gotta know what is real i feel scared, i feel depressed feeling lost
No opinion, have no thoughts have noc feelings, kill your heart they will tell you where to walk they will tell you when to talk there are just
You're labeled and marked, but you never ask why keep your had under water, hang your ass out to dry slave for money and wonder will it ever pass by
Try to take whatever you need but why do you need it all enough is not enough for you you just gotta have it all you want oil, you'll start a war
ve pulled the ones you've fooled you just live for nothing don't come to me, i don't want to make you see continue your life and live for nothing
The hardest thing to do i have to let it go i gave it all i had i gave it my best shot but now time has come, i have to let it go but do i have
ones without possesions The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions Be grateful for
Follow the dead And those who won't be back So if I die To the same for me Shed no tear An Outlaw, thug living in this game, for years Why worry, Hope
shit, I had woke up buggin, sweatin bullets, checkin for my gun, I gotta stop smoking that haze or something, I kno I aint crazy, I'll go outside for
Verse 1:] Meg, peg, Dis a man yuh dead Way back inna di west before dem lick Jango head For a few more dollars 'Nother one dead High plains drifter man
Verse 1: Meg, peg, Dis a man yuh dead Way back inna di west before dem lick Jango head For a few more dollars 'Nother one dead High plains drifter man
point ah no return tryna' get the cash Feel mo' wrath, murda on the government War for the niggas on the streets It'll be no peace till the top dog eat Tryna' stop
you're dead! Bang, bang you're dead! So down on luck, it feels like nothing's enough, you should get a new live instead. Bang, bang you're dead - but