a hand Why does no one understand Why i need to make a stand Ohhhh,it's so hard to carry on When all your hope is gone All your dreams have come undone
kill or be killed Rock or let roll Kill or be killed Burn or save your soul Don't sleep in the fire Have faith and desire Then fight for your life And
t stop this feeling That I should run and hide So before I die I'll sit and wonder why Oh, I'll wonder why King of the fools I hear them laugh and shout
re lookin' out for number one / number one We're lookin' out for number one / number one We're lookin' out for number one / number one We're lookin' out for, out
i stay You're out on the streets Livin' on your own You're out on the streets So far from home When you're out on the streets You can't understand what
mind The fire, the fire still burns The fire, the fire still burns I have a dream And as strange as it seems There's no embers glowing The fire's gone out and
With the things you say and do You act like we're so bad Well, i got a message for you You don't fool anyone With your jealousy You want it all and give
the pack Leader of the pack And now she's gone Leader of the pack And now she's gone Leader of the pack And now she's gone Leader of the pack And now
G. do for fun It don't help to run - I'll empty 'em all out the drum When it come down to one-eight-seven I don't play When it come down to you or me,
Sweet) Why'd you run away? Don't you like my style? Why don't you come and play? I guarantee a great, big smile! I come from the imagination. And I
: Why'd you run away? Don't you like my... style? Why don't you come and play? I guarantee a great big smile. I come from the imagination And I'm here
: (Sweet) Why d'you run away? Don't you like my style? Why don't you come and play? I guarantee a great big smile I come from the imagination And I'
: Why?d you run away? Don?t you like my style? Why don?t you come and play? I guarantee a great big smile I come from the imagination And I?m here
real hip-hop music This time you won't refuse it In the clubs wild out and lose it Stop frontin on Phan and U.G. Right now [Phantasm] Straight out the
cause she said that I had a baby sister who fell out of the window I was too young to remember Kansas City projects I was like 5, 6, and how come I remember Malcolm, Isaac, and
make my music, write my song ill come sing it and when the royalty check comes, betta bring it mr masoose come and rub me down gently mom hers the keys, go and
you thought it was bashfull but this bastard's flow will bash a skull And I will, cut your girl like Pastor Tro And I don't, usually smoke but pass the 'dro And
yes, yeh are, oh my god, it's Snoop Dogg and Nas, playa play on, play on, play on, [quiets] play on, play on, play on