like I don't wanna be like You and all your silly friends back home Waiting for another sign of stupid hope For the life, for the death, for the sinners
the lies Learning how to trust You can buy a love for a dollar Faith for a day In this awkward place Seven days a week Our future's lost All our hopes
for an eye And dust to dust Like there's no tomorrow We will live our lives I wish I didn't know you It is no way back It is no way back from hell I
So yes, I wonder would you cry If my heart doesn't beat If anyone of you people close to me Would put down a flower On the ground So yes, I wonder if
Dance with me it's my desire You should respect what I want Run for life don't run for cover You can't succeed anymore You can't escape it's getting
the fade away Who will save us from this misery We can choose the death or glory Find the way out, the way out All you faithful sinners Raise your hands
Let the fire burn the self-control Tell me are you obscene Are you obscene? Give me champagne just to heal my soul And tell me if it's worth it If it
Simple task Leap of faith Will you jump Are you sane You have to think for a while have to think for a while We are moving on Now you have to be strong
older, getting tired... We're getting older, getting tired We keep our strength deep inside You've got to see, the fire in our chests We're getting older, getting tired We keep our
Why are you so sad? Why are you so down and out? This is you weak side Why are you so sad? What have I done? What have I done? Pumping in your chest
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the clouds is open, I'm rememberin' this Your families, your backbone, your friends ain't shit Now I believe it when Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our
're entertainers of course this shit's affectin' our sales You ignoramus but music is reflection of self We just explain it and then we get our checks
guess that makes me the captain, hit the matress, pistol packin' sick assassin, bitch to gassin', get to mashin' D-12 broke up, were you bitches askin' Our
folks what to do You talkin 'bout the sinners are sinnin, but let's keep it true Ain't nobody in this church a bigger sinner than you It's chapter this
'all wasn't holy at all... naw! Much love to the gospel MC J Blast for coming down in the midst of sinners to try to help us remedy our situation...
in my mind That's why I be sucking blood and busting nuts in my rhymes, I'm horny so don't ignore me if your semi-fine Me and Gordy, Prozak love orgies and we in our
Magic My lord, our father. There's so many things I need to say. And alot of people don't wanna hear it. But ya know what? I'm a say it anyway. I thank
