your worries, leave them somewhere else Find a dream you can follow Reach for something when there's nothing left And the world's feeling hollow Can you hear
the Delano though But don't get it twis-ted the Uzi's in the lining though Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like pirahnas though Such a scary thing to hear
Malice was true to the game for 9 innings We love sinning but now I answer for that Apologize to my fam, I got you all dressing in black (I hear ya)
, my love is deep, my pain shows My hearts on a sleevea Nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you Nigga told, they breakin' my heart
In these days and these hours of fury When the darkness and answers are thin Lovers come and check out in a hurry Shallow and hollow again Come lay your
you will never see me weak, (noooo) You will never hear my heartbeat (my heartbeat), Never hear my heartbeat (never hear my heartbeat), Never hear my heartbeat (heartbeat), Never hear
For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal For every child that's born and every nigga gone And for
But you've been drifting for a long, long time You've been drifting for a long, long time You've been drifting for a long, long, drifting for a long,
to glory See your banner famed in story, Waves these burning words before ye, Cymru fo am byth! Men of Harlech! In the Hollow, Do ye hear like rushing
and fried 'em, don't gimme no hassle, bitch 'Cause I've been scopin' for weeks and I know Y'all got some shit, clack back me gun Hollow point mixed
down for the grind, ah, shit Keeping real niggas rewinding this Deep in the ghetto in the streets, ah, Cleveland We call it thieving mind deceiving Hear the reasons for
music. Boom! Hit the stage, ready to die for it, cry for it. Cut the games. Many tried for it, lied for it, get a catchy chorus and fly for it. Take
I don't know that who?d ya think you are And here we are, steady we roll out over you When it?s over it?s over, for the soldiers who hear me That?ll
sick of bein' humble, give ya everything you come here for, so come on, ho. Sawed-off, slim, it don't matter. I got somethin' for him and him, and then
time to show I'll be ready with my arms crossed, dyin to go And I won't shed tears, I'm respected here And you won't hear things you'd expect to hear
I'm still breathing And all my friends gone, I try not to dwell on the subject for a while 'Cause I might get stuck in this corrupt lifestyle But my heart
me down (knock me, knock me) As hard as you have been And every time (time, time) I'd die for you (die for you) You take a piece of me (of me) Hard