: i don't owe you anything what now? not again you're a person i will never comprehend i've listened i've tried i can't change enough to make you change
I don't owe you anything What now? Not again You're a person I will never comprehend I've listened, I've tried, I can't change enough To make you change
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i don't owe you anything what now? not again you're a person i will never comprehend i've listened i've tried i can't change enough to make you change
: Hear my cry, my face is numb Hear my cry, my legs won't run Hear my cry, I'm ripping at the seems Hear my cry, if only I could scream I can taste it
soul's in debt. I must regret. I die and live another lonely day. Tell me how a man's supposed to change. So now my soul's in debt (soul's in debt) I
: I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road. The stage was set, the lights
city, it makes my heart hurt. Feelin the struggles of my brothers, it takes some hard work. Bein raised by single mothers, the case was caught first. And they got daddy in the pen, gotta face
Hell?!" And then I heard a "ring-ring" on my doorbell So when I opened the door, and much more to my surprise Me and my pops was face to face Lookin'
somewhere south of heaven Heading back to Santa Fe It's judgement day in Santa Fe Once I was promised absolution There's only one solution for my sins You gotta face
There's a ballet being fought out in the alley Until the local cops, Cherry Tops, rips this holy night The street's alive as secret debts are paid Contacts
But divided I'm sure You will not stand I said all that to say There's an easier way If it's love that we share Then there's no debt to pay Cause we are
ll lose [Chorus:] Greed is blinding you But we can see He's got yesterday's values Living in tomorrow's industry They see your eyes, they see your face
2: Elzhi] Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha I made it bitch, get the cock and balls I'm from a block where niggaz go through rock withdrawals Poverty debts, folks
alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block One stopped, parks pops his trunk Snare pops loud as glock shots Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop
rock a wristful {"one"} Moder-en slave God, graveyard spells, fog your goggles Layin like needles in the hospital {"one"} Five steps to conquer, Ax Vernon debt
like Don dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See my face on the twenty dollar bill Cash it in
