did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
my family's broke And my pocket's short so now I gotta sling dope In a game filled with pain, it's a fuckin' shame The white man got a mothafucka slingin
torture before the torture apply misery Days before I feel pity to give a guy liberty Seat of his pants shitty and eyes all glittery I'll die a rich man before
things you could only see And someone showed you, then why was it always me You knew the limit you were always out of bounds How could I trust you when I caught you
outside goes on all around you You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling
let you know that I don't like you in advance But I thank you and I extend their thanks too To everybody saying stuff you know ain't true You need to
what a sap I was [Roxie Hart] You double-crosser! You big bluffer mouth! You promised you'd stay... [Amos Hart] What're you talking about? You've been
you love Talk it out Talk it out You say you've got problems Thinkin' they don't recognize Let communication solve them God will open up their eyes You've gotta talk, talk
call it weak You drag it around like a ball and chain You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain You wave it like a flag, you wear it like
they follow their nose And the more you get, the more you want You're killin' your brain out, so later on it'll haunt You, you become insatiable, you
you're dead. RICHARD A. Artie! ARTIE It's a year to begin a new life Buy a place somewhere quiet, somewhere pretty. When you have a young kid and a
you know you're special And we think you know you're wrong Suckerface you're special Do you believe yourself it's not science Do you hide from your
the King Get your eyes off my necklace, kiss the ring Crawl before you walk, don't be caught without your gat Somebody should have taught you how to talk before you
a soda can What you talking bout holding back When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac What you talking bout cutting nigga slack
What you talking bout holding back When you get on the dance floor drop it like it was a cadillac What you talking bout cutting nigga slack girl girl
but never on teenage rims And I keep a chick's face between limbs Stylin ya'll heard about my kick game I'm on the parkway see me at the Knick game Probably