at all. And if we stay here tonight, under the moonlit sky, will we breathe in, or will our hearts just fade away? Well you take away my oxygen. Tonight
ride, and I'ma ride Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfuckers die It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga it's how it is Homey got into a fight
pull and run it up through my nose take a couple more and then it goes to my friends when its gone I start the whole process all over again every night and day the same thing
got Tupac killed Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode And punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes There's three things I
our eyes. We've been fighting for the love of our lives All around us things come apart. Broken pieces. broken hearts, Fix me, oil me, match me with the next best thing
I started this Release the toxins, breathe out the oxygen Now see how shocking you fools if you think the Saint will lose I say things that will make
surface shows how hard life there can be. why live in danger ? why live with pain ? People from the surface find it hard to explain. And every little thing
up Just enough To come down Just one day. I have given up All but one Thing I Can do or say Blood is rushing, pumping through My heart to push the oxygen
got Tupac killed Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode and punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes There's three things I
pizza "Today we are on the streets of South Central Los Angelos, a fight for survival" "We have people that are conditioned not to expect to live past
: I wanna be better than oxygen So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees I wanna speak louder than Ritalin For all the children
Damn Don't leave, cause your my oxygen without you I won't breathe Your everything I want, need, for you I wear my heart on a short sleeve I know some things
that got Tupac killed Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode And punch a bitch in the nose, till her whole face explodes There's three things
so watch the stealth sport I freed you to the odd of firearms I was a specimen of near perfection in a college professor's pod now I'm the only thing
this settling down talk again A cat needs his space, you're tryin to box me in I need oxygen, let me get back in and do my thing This was only supposed
roll is burstin' Connects with Aston Martin I be the first in that prototype truck with the space navigation Cost of living go up, I just go on vacation Fresh oxygen
your lives, oh my God Yo watch it, yo what everybody runnin' for? This is it, run for your lives Motherfucker quit pushin' Oh my God, run for your lives
lonesome and strung up Sarcasm to make the melody wholesome From my lungs to my feet I'm breathing Everything I speak but now they're charging for oxygen
