I know it's hard to do it on your own Take a look around - you're not alone We're not holding back Speaking our mind Take a stand Do your part
your gone, it's like a whole part of me's missing So I'll keep living the lie and just hope that your listening What doesn't make us alive here But our foundation was built for
there's a good reason Why the good Lord chose you I know when your at your real Cause down here you was a soldier Always said "Do it, it can't be faded" Always said "Do
do for love, the things we do for love Like walking in the rain and the snow When there's nowhere to go And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying
for years Pass by his family but what could I say? Keep your head up and try to keep the faith And pray for better dayz [Chorus] Better dayz, Better
pen Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when
'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen Ain't nothin poppin 'bout no work nigga, I ain't no joke Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga Heavy
when I hit your set cause I'm commin'. Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin'. One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside, For the
will find a bullet in they chest put ta rest by a brotha who was hopeless grow up broke on tha rope of insanity how many pistols smoking coming from a broken
: Makaveli This go out for 92.3, and 106 All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit Makin my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, hehe This go
pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator Feed your family, turn your man to a hater YOU CAN Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox Put me in your
last shootout, I got a demple on my face It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out Hit my
y'all anyway ... And I don't like y'all anyway Fuck all y'all!! My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAT! Whattup homie For bitches
s the crook from the Brook' (c'mon) Matty broke the neck of your coke connect (say what?) No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all diminish (uh huh) Shootouts for
from Nashville but it won't be cheep And I know you've been using a cut-rate thesaurus 'Cause your adverbs have backed you into your chorus Now your
since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
remember the times when I was your only man And she don't want to remind me. She knows this car would go out of control. Brownsville girl with your Brownsville
you real, then we'll see Will you ride for me? Will you die for me? If I pop somebody, straight up lie for me? There he go, now slowly approach start
