I'll never back down in the face of anger I always live in a world of fear It's in my mind, but it has brought me here Invoking feelings, hating Mind
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bait Gonna be on your case He's gonna steal your face He's gonna steal your face He's gonna steal your face He's gonna steal your face
Lord I, Earl Simmons, stand in the gap with Jayceon Terrell Taylor And pray that, he he's continued, as a child of yours He's continued in your face,
the beef And my niggaz'll put you under the street We gangsters nigga; so you better watch what you say 'Fore I empty the whole glock in your face [Sean
me down Whenever you come around I see the look on your face, you're in a world of hate Don't wanna be the one you take it out on Anger is a wall around
I wouldn't cry for anything, But don't go tearing your life apart. I have seen fear. I have seen faith. Seen the look of anger on your face. And if you
the lighthouse glance at the seaside And a few years later you, whose soul you filled with corrosive poison, found yourself sisters In a form of greed and anger
: Power dizzy with it stumble detail a chance for us to quarrel anger my head is shaken violent if i could calm or restrain you for the sake
: power dizzy with it stumble detail a chance for us to quarrel anger my head is shaken violent if i could calm or restrain you for the sake
When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't
grab it I was born inside a love zone With a glock-nine young marriage It's critical Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a heart full of anger
was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman
Come on Throw ya hands up (throw ya hands up) Throw ya hands up (get em up) [Verse 2:] Could it be, that controversy was my destiny I let my anger get
thief or somethin' That hurt me, c'mon son that wouldn't hurt you I pistol whip that nigga till his face was purple I need anger management, see I hold
and arm me with, Sense enough to know when to quit [Chorus:] I don't wanna die I don't wanna die (lord forgive me for the anger that I feel today) I