how.you cant go back.no you cant go back,in time i cant show you,i cant show you my life.well ill tell you,yeah ill tell you a time when i was king.when i felt i
dream.....i never want it to end.i can do,i can do anything,i can steal,i can steal what i need.i can do,i can do anything,i can feel what i see,i can
what hear is not always what you belive.what you think somehow you think it will relieve all the guilt and self doubt you cant cope with now.its just
i cant retreat.i will not slow down till the sky my eyes can see.i wont let a ton of bricks smash me.sometimes i just can not look back.and if i do,i
is here!!!!i keep on trying.i keep on thinking.i keep on dying.i keep on sinking.i keep on pushing.i keep on losing.i keep on miving.i keep on bruising
you and me i let the hammer fall i watch it smash them all do not ignore the sound whether it big or small the sound of death breathes life you cant
dont belive in it.you know you hate it.you know your feeling it.your trapped inside a world of self hate,self destruction.your world.its what you make it before you
the pie but you cant take a bite no,cant take a bite out of me,you cut me open when i cut you slack.thats why i dont,i dont look back.nothin to show for
it doesnt cut me now.cause i aint sinkin,no i aint goin down below.i dont think that way you know i never have.i cant slow down now just because you
you can take my work. you can take my place.i think youre a fool.i think you have bad taste.you can take your flag.you can take youre pride.you can bend
my head,in my head im alone.mark i hear your confused man,man your not all alone,when i heard thes words spoken,i knew i was not alone.its time to find
i can push you down,i can break you down,i can get around.work my way on down,i can push you down,i can get around,i can push you down,i can break you
bridges too and all the love,you fuck. you can silence some of the people some of the time but you cant control their minds you can staple my mouth,you
album ain't get you PLAQUES What nigga you need a gun? I'll get you that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back HE AIN'T A Industry niggaz I'll admit to
gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, ***** I pop mines How you gon' drop Olivia, you only drop dimes I knew you
Father, Like Son, go ask Busta that I knew from the beginning I couldn't trust those cats I'd kill 'em all, if I could bring Justo back The underground is mine, I
t get you plat's What nigga you need a gun? I'll get you that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back ??? Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even