the primal hatred Mad Child: Mad child, rock steady representative A combination of creative energy and tentative Precentages, take advantages, manage to increase Cause damage
port control seven Rockets on the battlefield Tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven Tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control
you very far What's up motherfuckers? Is it live, live, live, live, live? Is it live, live, live, live, live? Is it live, live, live, live, live? Is it
pussy ass job To call and it ain't hopping Got me tipping to hear them things Popping cash bags dropping With plenty of cane for recopping Opportunity knocking it's what
I hit the block, watch them scatter like roaches So don't be fake, 'cause I know what a hoe is Handle my business, no playin' 'cause I'm focused You the definition of what
and take you little bit higher Don't get close this cut is on fire Causin' much damage like a nuclear war You know what time it is, I'm always reachin
It's going down, it's going down It's going down, it's going down It's going down, it's going down It's going down, it's going, it's going down It's
me in [Chorus] I can?t stop it, drop it, leave it alone, I cant use it, abuse it, It's taking my soul, I cant stop it, Off the ledge now, (stop it)
TOMORROW LET GO LET IT BE NEW CIRCUS FREAK WITH BLACK EYES THAT SPEAK LIFE TAKES IT'S TOLL YOU PUSH AND IT PULLS YOU'RE LOSING CONTROL MELTDOWN'S LOOKING
control You didn't die for me you didn't save my soul Even though you thought that I can never take it Say what you want I still know I'm going to make it
it up, duck down Yo, let me do it, man, let me do it, go 'head Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah Yeah, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, fucker, what? Pt
a mother fuck if you 100 deep But ya ain't gon fuck with a picture of me What's the fuss about, is it 'cause a nigga got doe? What's tha cuss about is it
warning we take everything Without warning we take everything I'm taunted in this suffering And our forces surround everything Make it impossible to see Take their hope away Take
God for what I was given My pockets are fat, and that's the way I'm really livin' So check it, you know I come to wreck it, I do much damage And like
- When you over in American Samoa, whata?¦what surprised you the most? - I guess what hit me the most is the condition of the factory that the workers
m just riding along, see where it takes me Keep buying cars and rims until it breaks me I fold like bread on a loose sandwich, too damaged Still I gotta
what I think is still hurting me See we're like a child that's been battered Has to drive itself out of it's head because it's fightened Still feels
'm havin' But an addict yes I am, but i should act more like an adult It knows me It controls me And I'm still hurtin over pops, It consoles me Okay