of shoe, a whole lifetime of trouble A sobbing chant comes from her throat and splits the morning air The single son she had last night is buried under her They say
of lies Behind you Those were the days So many lives You'd hope would guide you Help you find a way Now it seems to your surprise That they left you lying
and a bed on the floor. They will know they will win and then they?ll come in. There?s nothing you could say to lead them astray. We still live in silence
Dana Bumping me off Because the Queen has reached a certain plateau All I do is boo and say "is that so?" Talk is cheap And if talk got any cheaper (huh) They
Saint was silence rapping on the door Grown up defiant wanting so much more Me brand new, say (Starting over) Me brand new, say (Starting over) Me brand new, say I say
shit, smoke it [Method Man] So on and so on, I flow on Power to our people, get your smoke on And I'm so gone, off, that sour diesel Hard to hold on,
do? It stood there in silence: the worm grew and grew The tree was unhappy but what could it say The worm kept on growing the tree sank away The worm was so
't have a license, you have a warrant, you have ninety parking tickets we have to take you in uh...give me a break, shit man I didn't do nothin' man...OK so, so
With the ups and downs I want to break it down Break it down again Break it down again No more sleepy dreaming No more building up It is time to dissolve Break
be troopin' large crowds Yes we are foul And we rich now Used to be all of me, but it's all on the bitch now They wanna get me stuck, they commin' into
go Tech N9NE Be autographing bitches In front of rapping niggas Who think of having figures They get to grabbing triggas They can't imagine villains When they
don't even know what page you're on Oh, a simple complication, Miscommunications lead to fallout, So many things that I wish you knew So many walls up that I can't break
north but much more These rap niggas sayin' that they rollin' on them wheels But the only rollin' they doin' is rollin' on the pill They high Speakin'
percent of yourself, the smallest fraction, and turn it into your only equation. in this life, there are so many sides to everything. and that includes you. you have so
morning, mind on my grind. Who gives a fuck about this world, when they know the world's mine. In this second gift, I'm always down to ride. So innocent yet so
the streets be the prosecuter, judge, and jury Let me have a trial by fury [Second Verse] Now you can say what you want to say But every dog has his day, so
, a body falls Let's all join hands, you and me A moment of silence for the departed, you see Align, a time, cause we gotta fight Put up your hands so
methods of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition Penetrates then infiltrates Breakin down your resistance Leavin competition defenseless, Masta Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind civilizer with the silencer