swords Is there ever anything good I dont want this anymore You weren't there for me When I was falling Lost in the abandoning I'm nothing to you I'm nothing
that old shit Pick my ho's with the same finger I pick my nose with These flows get, hotter than most chicks, get the picture I'm focused, got nothing
up, rolled over and told my girl were leaving, Its time to sacrifice the lot, Because you ain't happy with your job, and round here nothing seems appealing
The counter culture left us with some redness in the eyes Faded jeans and politics and shooters in the sky Diagnosed a menus and I'm broken in the mind
, In orderly fashion I'm thanking those who supported me, Wouldn't be where I'm standing if they hadn't have fought for me, From a nothing rep, now we
are, 'cause you know where you've been Like a culture vulture sprawled out on the floor Like a dead devil sailor washed up on the shore With nothing
, flood their lands. Ancient cultures destroyed by so-called civilized man. The tribal peoples of today; survival is at stake. History means nothing if nothing
a suicide? Was it a homicide? No one really cares, so it's your death We are the ones who will suffer 'cause in 2001 Nothing has changed 'cause nothing
a victim's plea Don't find me misleading, deceiving I am what I seem, a symbol a product a broken culture But bruised, stoned, drunk, walking dead I
metaphysically bold Never followed a code Still dropped the load Never question," What I am?" God knows Cause it's comin' from the heart What I got better get some Hustler of culture
G-Shock, we believes ya breathing Never conceiving or even understanding how I made you Because I'm playin you I broke you down to nothing left you crumbling
I'm really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that's what this culture or lack of culture is feeding us. I want a better
, sedation, what the hell? I broke the mirror to the past to find what I was looking for The bleeding heart of broken glass is all I found and nothing
, I see ya suckas (Suckas) I see ya clear (Clear) I know you see me in that phantom Whiter then vaneers (Push it to the limit) Allergic to broke (Broke
Give me Stalin and St. Paul I've seen the future, brother It is murder Things are going to slide, slide in all directions Won't be nothing Nothing you
ten thousand horses, sable island, endless summer oh my god i'm hot to steal, beside myself and friendless number i ain't got no culture, nothing, dirty
] that mean don't fuck wit mac They should've told you I was nothing nice As a matter of fact they should've told you I was nothing nice twice My rollie
