VE SAID... THE NEVER ENDING SHIT TALKING WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN! [Chorus] YOUR LIFE LIKE YOUR MIND FEEDS ALL YOUR LIES! NO... NOT THIS TIME... NO... NOT THIS TIME... NO... NOT THIS TIME
ruined my life What the fuck am I doing? I can?t tell the difference from wrong and right I can guess my decisions cause I haven?t been this person in my
won't let you stop me now I won't cause I came too far I won't let you ruin my day I won't let you stop my pay I won't no not today I won't cause I came
: Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun Dust on my face and my cape, Me and Magdalena on the run I think this time we shall escape. Sold my guitar
, these trials and tribulations in front of my face is a test so I be standin' firm in my faith Stand not in my way, stand not in my way 'cause I'm a
real (It's all real) What you see (What you see) This is on me (This is on me) Everyday (Everyday) But I'm not tryin' to rush, I take ya time Real niggas
You [Kiely] I gonna stop waisting time (Step to you) here's what's been on my mind (Me and you) I wanna take this thing further (Wasup wit dat?) Not
no frail beams of sun to cleanse the black night My mournful roam has ended I hide in the shadows while biding my time, sheltered from this world which
Cause we ain't gunna never stop, you just keep wastin' you energy on us You should find something to do with your time (time) And quit fuckin' with us
my house when you was wild n out before Nick, When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about, How many times you fly to my house? Still
A way so this will die Blind by love Between lust and hate You scarred your fate There's no time to waste Ride for your own ruin Odium became
see my, my dogs [growls] Let me hear my, my dogs [Barks] [DMX (Over Chorus)] Uh, What, Uh, My Baby, My, Baby, That's my baby COME ON! [DMX] Time to
I rise from ruins? To victory... Will I fall to pieces On this darkest day Will I rise from ruins To victory I WILL NOT REST I WILL NOT SLEEP UNTIL THIS
ve got the wrong man", and screamed as they cuffed my hands, but they pushed me, hooded me into the back of a plane deprived of my senses and locked
: I'm gonna pack up my troubles in my old kit-bag, I'm gonna run a mile from here 'Cos the ASBO generation make this a terror nation full of loathing
I'm your pusher The cops don't know what to do,because my dope breaks thru No matter what they do,my stuff gets to you Kickin' on the Boulevard,my tempo
bringing all the pain And now you want to slap my face You think that you can ruin my race Well we snap back with this attack This is our time to get