your sister be brave my little soldier And don't forget all I told you Your the mister of the house now remember this And when you wake up in the mornin' give your
. Trapped your body not your mind. Your dreams will take you where you wish. Homies in your head. Your sanities who you should moving with. When you locked behind them bars and your
that can just beat your mother fucking ass To hurt your feelings Cause your shit is trash Too many people like me Cause they're not worthy Destruct my
', fuckin' with this click And we gonna bring it to your ass I'm on a cross loose up off these cut me free (Cut me free) I'll draw your portrait if you
your name When you lay yourself to sleep Pray for Lord your soul to keep You will not die before you wake God will forgive for your mistakes I was
wild Even though my mind is free (yes) And I'm coming home Back where I belong Racked up a lot of charges (yeah) Outgrown and on my own They say when
the picture you can see it See unfold what I thought in my mind when I free it Did the swallow get caught? Yo, does your throat feel tight? Do you see what can happen when
or suicide bomber Wicked mind is a weapon of mass destruction Whether you're soar away sun or BBC 1 Disinformation is a weapon of mass destruct You
waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life and act. *
, guilty as charged My memories ??, but makaveli lives on You think the industry is fun And no pity with guns And when your money is up Thats when your
stoned 'Cause I'm distorted from taking drugs Designed to help me regain my mind To rid the depression, I periodically endure I'm not right, but was better than when
to go about Making your amends to the dead To the dead With your halo slipping down Your halo slipping Your halo slipping down Your halo slipping down Your
was dreamin' If my mind was free I could chase away the demons But it ain't and they still can't understand That all I ever wanted in life was a chance
young adults, an insurrection of sorts was occurring. A boy of seventeen years called Challis was urging an uprising among his captured companions. Futile though it was
them people you was killas I put this on my dead thugs When they jump we gon' tear it up Torpedo one, bomb, torpedo two to see the destruction Military minded
I leave these things behind? And go from this world of hate and destruction. Darkness shines around my thoughts; I believe my mind is dead What I find in peace of mind
sunrise A never ending cycle in our minds Never once did we stop to think What if this all came to an end? If everything we knew was gone If reality
, eat a gourmet meal and stay real Nobody will be able to find your bones My business feeds your business, so mind your own Sellin' stuff to skeezers