this music You make me wanna run around pulling my guns out and shit You're tempting me to run my mouth and call you out on this bitch How ignorant you
a fuck what you think or say, 'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. Motherfucking time to ride, (ride,) (Undead!) See you drop when we drive by, (by
what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. (Undead!) White boys with tattoos, We are pointing right at you, We are
When you see J3T, Thirty D piece start a brawl Fuck all haters I see ?cause I hate that you breathe I see you duck, you little punk, you little fuckin
you forget why. Our ancestors are with you, and will lead you. Never let your mental conquer me (Chorus) Never love my enemy You could never take my history You
on it. Phyllis: You mean, you wear clothes when you . . . ? Don: These clothes! These are the clothes . . . Phyllis: These are the clothes that you . . . ? Don: Right here . . . Phyllis: There are
You'll never drive me blind no fuck no lie You'll never drive me back no fuck no right You'll never drive me blind no fuck no lie You'll never drive
motherfucker Your only claim to fame is you're a false fake sucker You slip you slack, you clock me, and you lack While I'm reading on the road by my
motherfucker Your only claim to fame is you're a false fake sucker You slip you slack you clock me you lack While I'm reading on the road by my man jack
me? Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? You fucking disappoint me! Passive aggressive bullshit
are footprints by the sea They head into the distance Then they lead right back to me I made the break to freedom Now I'm following the dream You're
patient You gettin' what you give, ya you got what you wanted None of y'all are fam' I ain't keepin' a promise (Uh Uh) What do you expect from a kid who
you why I can't tell you why No,no, baby, I can't tell you why I can't tell you why I can't tell you why New York Minute Harry got up Dressed
They say that choice is freedom I'm so free it drives me to the brink And you know why it's all too much It's all too much for me to bear What kind
In the streets of New York Dope fiends are leaning for morphine The TV screen followed the homicide scenes You live here, you're taking a chance So look
Sea and salty air. FATHER Besides, the change of air will do everyone good. Did you pack my razor? MOTHER Yes. FATHER I hope you reserved us a parlour
cash if you decide to invest You sound like Big, you sound like Jay, you sound like D And I bet, when I go plat, you'll sound like me Shabaam Sahdeeq,