ignore them orders Come bleed our fathers, God bless our mothers 'Cause God made hate, God made hate Then God made you God made hate God made hate then God
Übersetzung: Living Things. God Made Hate.
orders Ignore them orders Come bleed our fathers God bless our mothers God made hate God made hate then God made you God made hate God made hate then God
Tucker don't let your kids hear a nigga speak on gettin money Ain't nothin funny cream Got a nigga seein things Why, hit the lye hope to God I can
Plus Everybody's High To Doped Up To Ask Why. Watching Our Own Downfall Witnessing The End. Its Like We Don't Believe In God Cause We Living In Sin. I
we live I stayed down wit' my people, all the ones that keep it real Didn't get caught up, and how'd it make you feel? All the things I'm doin' that you
dooby wrapped head full of bobby pins You know I keep the thing when I'm watching the dialect Different from the slang of my talk Baby still living got
y'all birds watch As real millionaire, shit'll take place Evil as Hitler's hate-race people This is God son, and I've come from the God under pure peace
stressed to play Live half my life and throw the rest away Chorus There's people that love me and people that hate me But it's the evil that made me
you wish he would die? I mean shit he bought you things and gave you diamond rings But them things wasn't worth none of the pain that he brings And you stayed, what made
would die? I mean shit he bought you things and gave you diamond rings But them things wasn't worth none of the pain that he brings And you stayed, what made
these things [Females:] (oooh) All these things (these things) [Males:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things) [F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things
: [Intro: Sample] In large U.S. cities Millions of people live a life of poverty in old rundown apartment dwellings The poor tenants trapped in these
is that you let me live [Chorus] Can I live One loss I give Can I live One loss I give (I gotta do it, I gotta do it) Can I Live [Qua Billz] I wake
Mammi you itty bitty Can?t mirror me back Everybody gon see where I?m lyrically at Used to hate Nicki now they giving me dap I live and I learn but I
down, back in the essence I'm asking questions on the phone, with jail adolescents Quiet confession, the system's applying the pressure My mind is guessing, is living
no wrong, prayin for you that you live long Nobody kill my baby, but she know her baby crazy In and out of jail, mom's screamin, "God take me!" This
