Letras:
Die Young Desperate Hope

and fame (echo) [Verse 4: Napoleon] As I walk up in the crib Laid to rest me head Say some rhymes to angels Hope they bless my bed Hope they bless

All right, let's talk a little business. You know what I'm saying? A man of my experience of life, don't expect a beautiful young woman like yourself

million black in America, you better stand your area 75 percent population of the prison system, niggas listen Niggas listen, niggas listen, Outlawz on a mission So more gun shots by some young

just one man with one voice I can lift it up in a hopeful message That wherever there is life there is hope Whispering hope oh, how welcome Thy voice

called love was so deep when it told you You should run far and not give a damn about me How could you leave me when you see me desperately In need

have failed And all I could have been And am not And all I had hoped for And were not And everything I hoped And hoped and hoped and hoped for I prayed

be spared. Blasphemous rites in the temple Blood stains the stone Intoned by desperate fanatics Speaking the forbidden litany... These are the incantations The world hoped

we see each other again will it be this cold? tired from the week and unscheduled events i hope i understand. wide awake, my eyelashes desperately flutter

young child's face in her hands she grips Can you imagine all that greed And avarice coming down on that child's lips? Well I hope I don't die too soon