re so fucking quick, to lend a hand, to take my side. Now what do you know about me? Just want to be a part of everything. And I don't need your help,
're so fucking quick, to lend a hand, to take my side. Now what do you know about me? Just want to be a part of everything. And I don't need your help
You're so fucking quick, to lend a hand, to take my side. Now what do you know about me? Just want to be a part of everything. And I don't need your help
good fight don't need no help, keep your hands up defend yourself, move like I move and live lifelong , can't move up if your hearts not strong, get
an end to all this terror and pain An end to your lies and your law Takin' away all your gold and your money 'cause dead men don't need it anymore Much
their own material needs Stealing the goods From the faithful ones Evangelists in suits Dominating their thoughts And souls thrown in blasphemy They don't
just don't stop (Homocidal) The 12 gauge left you opened up Another victim called the D-E-A-D Listen to that underground massacre terror Seize the streets
just don't stop (Homocidal) The 12 gauge left you up and down But another victim called the D-E-A-D Listen to that underground massacre terror Seize the
after the smoke die down The sound of your style, I won't lie down Fight the good fight, don't need no help Keep your hands up, defend yo self Move like
lots of lows Things don't always go the way they're supposed That's the only thing that's for sure All we need is love, War is not the answer So much
death, take your medicines I put the sick in your mu-sick with Osirus Bound to blow like a bad sinus [Ol Dirty Bastard] Stay up at night don't sleep on your
can't help it, I can't help it In the ghetto with a drop Rolls Royce They say keep at one hundred, I ain't got no choice (I can't help it) Always Big
the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing Through then hit the ground And don't get caught
the hell down Down with the dirt and we don't f**k around Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground And don't get caught
in Colorado Lock me in asylum, your boy too ill with it Your life is campaign and that's real bid'ness Set up shop and group your team 'Cause they ain't
