still I ball like no tomorrow Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote You starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
making that getaway, bound to getaway Niggas got to escape and it's never to late When you dash and tryna' break Nigga just can't test the Bone fate
flesh No room to rest, pain consumed each breath Shot twice wit her hands up Police questioned but shot before she answered One Panther lost his life, the other
looked out the window They would surely get leery and scream like, "Bahando" Police they would hold my fate But they didn't so I creped up the fire escape
ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote [Eminem -Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote [Eminem Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Note even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
six feat under Rappers go six feat under You're scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate Run for
(Prevail) Fate plays a swan's song sweet staccato, deep sterling silver bullet, leather bomb or a prada No fabric can protect you from the magic I let
: Overly anxious can't just wait To see when death is gonna pull you to your fate It's inevitable there's no escape There's no mistake Every time a life
then I see the stud mourning As these streets erases others it encase a brother You had enough heart to waste this brother But could you face his mother I was faced with other
make the great escape And set our sights on higher ground? We're taking the ride all the way to the other side, oh yeah We've got to make the great escape
dying Each escape I've never taken, never dream and never waken Somewhere, someone's looking to deceive and Somewhere young men die and children bleed and Somewhere some have too much while others
the mystery I change the course of history With premonitions from the void Will you live, will you die Will your worlds collide? I am Nostradamus The hand of fate
gonna fi linger Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya Murder them, murder them Test the most high, it's a suicide mission MCs dead, all others
There's no reason for you to run You can't escape the fate of the chosen one Black moon rising, in a blood red sky This time you realise That you're gonna
's OK I've lost all fate in a world so full of hate I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape I'm caught between wanting to punch someone in
zones, And been invovled in acts that are debased. *Virtuous lives are crushed in this malevolent den of thieves, There's no escape from the abduction
