We dont know... its just because. Yeah yeah! (Chorus) The way you, Know I'll change its what you wait for! The way you, Know I'll Change! its what you wait for
your money an your cocaine I've lost all of my enemies I've lost all of my enemies I've lost all of my enemies I spent the summer waiting for you! An
This time I'm, Not sorry I'd do this all again. It's all gone, but dont worry, We won't just start again... 2 years now, and counting. We watch them
my body armor Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber Four five six feet, I off ya feet I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep Your records can't sell, your company
: Each nation used to provide its country with security with factories providing arms for their country Now multinational companies compete in the arms
bang goes the broken glass and Kill all the fags that don't agree Trials by fire, setting fire Is not a way that's meant for me Just cause, just
Bang bang goes the broken glass and Kill all the fags that don't agree Trials by fire, setting fire Is not a way that's meant for me Just cause, just
other fuckin' insects out there and this is just a punk rock song (like workers in a company we do our share but there's so many other fuckin' robots
what I've been up to Killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical shit Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips [Chorus] "... last call for alcohol, for
gotta eat Scarface with diamond teeth (hah) On the for reala my nigga just call me scarface On the for reala my nigga just call me scarface On the for
Can't find the answer to the question why Me say the sky is the limit so you try touch the sky Put your trust in the God now Jah rasta for I...selasi ...
game the block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings in fair times so writing rhymes it ain't just the police we kill each other just lost
about them which I call my Four Doors of Doom. The mirror, the great plaything for man's vanity. The mirror was to become, at times, my altar of refuge and other
clap with your frame like a fucking garage (Yeaaaah) This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what
government's been taxin' that ( )-- gettin' paid If it's taxable it's cool to smoke--kill or not And the alcohol is killin' folks? true or not Other
over pillows and covers The low man at the bottom of the totem pole Used to go the Salvation Army for school clothes Now I'm a whaler, tycoon bro, everyday is Christmas Record company
the warmth Of others, of others company There is too much company There is too much company So I hide my wounded pride And stare off into the other