me I have to find it for myself This search remains my own All the way to the bitter end. Oh no, what the fuck is wrong with me!?
help me I have to find it for myself This search remains my own All the way to the bitter end. Oh no, what the fuck is wrong with me!?
your name 'cause everything you are disgusts me (Too bad I can't turn back time) So I wouldn't be here what I'd give for you to disappear so tell me girly
time don't fly when you fuck with the wrong bitch I mean damn why you come to me bitch What you want from me bitch You're like the boogey man, your haunting me
Isley Sometimes I surprise me Can't even ID As low as my eyes be I roll with the gangstas don't get fly with your mouth The wrong punchline'll have niggaz
, you'll slip and loose your grip and forever fall a sleep. The venom is contagious, beware of its spell what you thought would be heaven, turn's
rush to die Livin life as a Thug time to face the truth What's goin on with the wasted youth, please God come and save me (save me), had to work with what ya gave me
strapped so I'll never be afraid Where did I go astray I'm hanging in the back streets running with G's and dope fiends will they jack me? Can't turn back
was the cause, you got me stressin Soon as I open up the door with your jealous questions Like where can I be you're killin me with your jealousy Now
the strength of an nation Conquer the enemy on with education Protect thy self, reach with what you wanna do Know thy self, teach what we been through On with
me about tha past it was all bad shots blasted will I last in tha wrong path in tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief mothafuckers is getten
push 1 thank you for using Pacific Bell no problem bitch oh, what's up blood? yeah this is Ryan D. man yeah you know where am at up here with my boy Tac
the bins, ended up in a Benz This is what happens when have nots turn into sasquatch! Let the gat pop, boogie down on the back blocks It's horrific! -
as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers damm Dog, you been in here that long? you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong a convo is
Niggas act like they family till sombody shot (yeah!) Bodies drop niggas tell skip town like they livin' in a cell [shot] {OOH! } See me out inna bout the chrome is with' me
: What is wrong with her eyes? A glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold A gaze that could make hell freeze over I have to understand
tell me what's going on (what's going on) Somebody tell me what's going on (what's going on) Somebody tell me what's going on (what's going on) Somebody
for me to come home, to come home. But you are not a boy, so you can't understand You are not a perfect woman and I am not a perfect man (with me, with me