Krayzie: Yeah, come on, come on, come on. This is my family. This is my family, my family. Layzie: Lord, help make up my mind. Which way do I turn
wild I get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya dead Never comin' back here, sendin' out last
show me you Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall Better act like yo know I'm rolling with Mo posse up Do damage and manage to wiggle
it again) 'Fore the invasions of haters, man crews from all around (do it a) Used to get down at True Flavas, bumpin Key Lo (let's do it again) Rockin Damage
is and cherish it (think about it) I ain't even weighing the work, I just measure it I damage the city, yeah, Heath Ledger it,(damage) nothing like the
in your chest or inhale it all in your nose Cops don't know about this Method but smell it all in his clothes Yup, I'm still intact, how real is that, I'm back
about us So bad about us So bad about us Bad - let the music stop now Bad - suppose we can't turn back now Bad about us Apologies mean nothing when the damage
They smile in ya face, but they ain't lovin' you Turn your back, they tryin' to break your J A W Who a nigga on the run, eatin' P.O.W.s Strapped with
pamphlet And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet? Syllable burnin', that internal damage Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a
from me? To bleed and die quickly Here I turn my back, here's the knife for you to stick in me What you do for me? Stab me in the back, preney Over little
lives at risk, when I drive like this I put wives at risk with a knife like this Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now I'm in the back seat
'm straight I won't crack On my way And I can't turn back I'm okay I'm on track On my way And I can't turn back I stayed On this track Gone too far
madonna rich Yeah, if you loved me I'd be one lucky bitch If you loved me, you really love me yeah He's too damaged you're too needy Turn your back
Is that a turntable? Well, get on it it's your turn Who gets laid, the chicken or the egg? How about the MC that has just been led To a renegade teacher
The echo chamber enhance the flow with the block party Keep an MC head spinnin' like Dark Bacardi, this BAC is 2.3 Now the liver's damaged, but his lungs
the damage for the neighbor tagged by the amateur? Water blast erase the trace of the canisters Water path took the stairways left the banister Washed over premises, turned
worth Search for systems we can trust Rhythms we can lock into This is madness, salvage teams can't bandage Hope, when it?s damaged or broken compassion
One Nation under God has turned into One Nation under the influence of one drug Television, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation