I can't let you I won't sweat you your not to be sweated yea U worry about yourself You actin big headed speakin of big headed I want them big faces
, stop your silly nonsense Nonsense, none of you niggas know where the swamp is None of you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen I still hear things
song about love lost That's another one everyone's heard Strike up the band We can have the whole world singing tonight We can have the whole world singing tonight We can have
On the first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil I don't know why I'm still surprised Even angels have their
faces Use your heart and not your pride We can't go on and keep pretending Please MrPresident Where's all the money you spent Food is fallin' low And they have
someone new (so I can be someone new) C'mon and lift me up to a better way Open up a smile on another face So I can feel something new Your heart deserves
the first verse when I told you about the seashells singing? Well if you wanna hear what it sounds like, you just have to listen in.... I will be a
's saying we wear the party All over our bodies and faces What allows me to speak in wild abstractions The senseless killings gifts God gives us Have
talking about the kids now Everybody's talking about the, everybody's talking about the Everybody's talking about the kids now Everybody's talking, hear the people talking about
couldn't ever replace All the million times my heart had a part of it break I guess I'm harder for the hardships that I had to face Before every single
're just makin' this harder on yourself, son" I know this shit by heart, I'm too clever "Have you ever been arrested before?" "Nope, never" Da reject all over his face
V-12 Bulllshit pull quick and have your shit cocked or dropped Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop It's motherfuckin' game to rap about
V-12 Bulllshit - pull quick and have your shit cocked or dropped Keep a spare clip cause sometimes the shots don't stop It's motherfuckin' game to rap about
you lil punk bitch Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch Get out my face, I'm tired of the press too You write about me, I write about you You
sleep Personal Take it personal I ain't East coast, West coast, new style or old style You wanna know about me? Check police files Get out my face or you might have
stopped I'm like Jordan, a team player on a solo flight Lookin down on MC's faces full of fright and fear I slam dunk a rap through their ear to hear
?s why I backed up I been hoping you get hit by a Mack truck This the shit I contemplate They?ll never hear you screams with a pillow to your face Hook
{Demi} I always been the kind of girl That hid my face So afraid to tell the world What I've got to say But I have this dream Right inside of me I'm gonna