I can't stop myself from hurting All of life's shit makes me mad Nowhere to live No one to love My empty hand hurts It's cracked My face is raw Victim
: (Bob Dylan) Thunder on the mountain, and there's fires on the moon A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon Today's the day, gonna grab
or maybe it's even a plane For the untamed Insane human only the Fifth Dawg Fuck you thought mutherfuck fame For the fact the shit is a phat game Going
: Oohhh, Yeah, Oooh Huh I woke up this morning with a smile on my face & Nobody's gonna bring me down today Been feeling like nothings been going my
Just another day Another fat sweet to get my head right I'm sitting back, my windows cracked I'm chilling at the red light Minding my business But why is
'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
the public Domestic abuse, custody battles, bitch made me go crazy, I had to stab her Plus I didnt like her ex-boyfriend anyway She never knew today would be her last day
they eat those Old school guns is like old albums, clean 'em and they keep goin' [Chorus:] Hey man it's rough outside Crack heads is buyin' all night Handguns is
clock is ticking, every second counts and everyhting you do that right or wrong, it all amounts And whether you going to heaven or hell he doesn't care
my daughter, my mom is my mom nancy is my wife cause she is the bomb (hey don't forget about me in this roll call) joe is my brother who is standing
: (feat. Twiztid) "Shhh...Hello class, I'm Mr. Felcher, Mr. Johson is out today with a virus, so I'll be your substitute teacher this afternoon.
yet, brothers and sisters. There's somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. This is little Jonathan. Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people, (hello
is my baby, ya know what I'm saying." "What's up, baby, man, it's me." "Wait a minute." "J?" "Who the hell is this? WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!" When
that I throw up on the wall Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere See, my head is spinning
for My kid's 4' 5", and 12, surviving hell My nigga Boog died in jail, the rest of my niggaz crying bail Laying in an iron cell, I tried going to church
more birthday gifts and good deeds that people do for nothing It's all about something Is it drugs, is it sex, is it money Is real life television
s gonna be all night Chorus Bought myself a quick, cheap ticket, lookin for a brand new scene Gotta get the hell outta Hollywood cause every day is
