you when I get home They can't separate brothers, so I still see you when the spit flown You died, I died (You still here) But I'm alive, you alive,
, doctor pushin' me and pokin' me I said to the motherfuckin' nurse "You must be jokin' me" Ten fingers, ten toes like it's supposed to be Thank god it
rages in the streets And swallows everything it meets It's just an image often seen on television Come leaders, come you men of great Let us hear you pontificate Your many virtues
of thinking that me is you you aint me and nigga you cant be i got the flow the regular so ahead of ya the virtue hurts you 30 thousand for the cellular
Basically what i'm saying is, you could be the sun but my moon blocks your shine, You can be the 1 but the 2 spot is mine, Do what you do, I don't mind
as you burn them finger tips (damn) Must be the chronic Invincible like Steve Austin ddddddddddd bionic I touch the brains of many The more you want the more you
how they could hurt you And you let them cut you to the bone But God forbid You allow them to rid you of your virtue Forget their laughter The next
bizness Bizness like we do It don't matter what you're putting down You could do it too Whose love is radical When you've gotta move Gotta be a rock
body Lord, I can't go back, please let me stay with You" For You are the resurrection of the life The Son of the Living God You're the only one worthy
playin for my ? kick back have a laugh while you complain about your life girl you hate mac & you say you gon fight its all good bro, you entertainment for the night like ima be mad, you
was a virtue and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the
Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you But no, you will not be deceived Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt You can give but you
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud I come in from the wilderness, a creature void
Knight of virtue Men of war Ideals of your time Sense of duty You've done what they expect you to do Missiles'll save us In Video games they do Mental
goodbye When you walk that road, you walk alone Just an undiscovered soul, in the great unknown When you only hope, is to find a home Just an undiscovered
your threats behind. Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind. You want me to get down on my knees. And beg for just a little sympathy. You want me
your threats behind Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind You want me to get down on my knees And beg for just a little sympathy You want me to
a try." We're the world's last authentic playboys, just three lunatics still at large. If you're female and we think you're pretty, you're in luck,