Letras:
For The Fallen Dreams Don T Give Up Don T Give In

up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up I got a fetish for the chips 20's for the six Hollows

t get no sleep, can't get no sleep and its all a dream mr jada my combination of clothes timmidies i bust my gat but dont fall for dat show u............

job on me But I'm proud to be that nigga in the ghetto that just can't stay out Ain't nowhere to run ain't nowhere to hide And it ain't no way out [

] Nigga just because Krayzie quiet speak less Don't be mistaking my kindness for weakness Humble but ready to rumble My violent side I can't deny I'

I do this for all of you. I make music for love, the love of everything. J. Reyez... Bruno Mars... C'mon! [Verse 1: J. Reyez] When I wake up next to

the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle Like a circle of fire down on this hard land Now even the rain it don't come 'round It don't come

the world to me Every time we touched When I wake late at night I reach for your shoulder Come up empty Don't know what I was dreaming Then I whisper

? some of yourself through the years past, gone by Hopefully it don?t manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac in the brainiac Don?t know how to act ___t

fall feel your knees shatter The bones breakin with your weak blatter Pissin on yourself it don't matter Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set date Dreams