beginnin to the end, losers lose When it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain I thought
fuck me now Fuck me now baby If you want it [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Psych we don't buy pussy bitch This ain't Murder Inc. this is G Unit We got hos from coast
And meet the nicest kids in town Nice white kids Who like to lead the way And once a month We have our "negro day!" And i'm the man who keeps it spinnin
mama, say mama) TRACY Once upon a time i was a shy young thing Could barely walk and talk so much as dance and sing But let me hit that stage, i
can't help but yearn for the love we once had and have now lost. lindsey: love is a picture of glass, broken framed and held. (stephen/justin/lindsey
: stephen: "cut me down and count the rings inside." we are going nowhere. justin: day after day, hopes not in vain. until we could set the past on
you wait and you'll see... "give me one reason to trust you" she said, and i replied "i can not for i have none" and she cried. "then give me your
darkness together, We'll float on forever, Searching for a shore We'll never find." ** And when we're finished And we've paid our penance, Can we finally
the walls and the floorboards, singing sad songs? these songs are about you. and these are your songs, and this is my voice, the voice i gave them , to sing
you fame So, how can I trust you Love me if you must be fooled Here's the mic and here's your cue Summer rain and Christmas tears Holiday addiction and fear Throw away love and
your T-shirt Here we go King of the hopeless will fall We?re gonna knock down the walls Sing in the Caesar with force We?re gonna knock down the walls We
jump into my brain, ride my bloodstream through my veins Run your fingers through my mane But we stood still and cried. We wait 'till something dies Our hopes & dreams will fly and
footsteps falter, the fingers grope and days, stretch out, beneath the sun No-one's born, and no-one dies, no-one lives, so no-one cries and we wait to
got from the dock We Flintsone kids we surrounded by bricks and rocks And my thugs don't give a fuck about catching a case We bring them stacks back I-95 and
tonight we out to night and we gonna do wut we gonna do and we gonnna fly till the might is threw cuz we out tonight we out tonight and we gonna pop
, the word that i breath is word that i need, and the songs that i sing dont mean anything, dont you wonder why its always been this way, all our innocence is gone, and
'll have to sing a verse that no ones ever known Cause no one ever sings alone Your weight will never be too much for me Your ideas have always be your own And
truth What happens to an eagle's nest in a storm How does the mama Keep the baby warm What if the wind Is telling us that its time And what if we're