societies problems 'Cause it makes no difference to you If friends are long haired junkies or short haired drunkies 'Cause they all live their life too We're young
He calls it a collection Just double-clicked ten thousand times I call it fraudulation Because he never risked a dime He got some Germs for free And
Wayne - Verse 3] Look, as the crooked World revolves Love spelt backwards is evol (evolve) And Evil spelt backwards is live or live And when death comes you better have lives
six Tell em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to bind it in Dam that was good, but I'm still hungry And I'm living it, I be out in venice shit They
Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young
angel flyin through the sky like a bird in the winter.And your love for me is so deep sort of like a black rose crack in the seemen.My love for you lives
youth. Over take me. There is a glimpse of death in your eye's. I'm not pre paired to let out those cry's. I plead to stay young soon will be expired
erk and jerk, mad dog, gin and tonic Then God pulled my heart strings, yeah He's harmonic Now I'm going to live forever, I'm bionic Put death in a check
sin so heavy Ready to die, naw, dawg, you ain't ready You don't truely know what's on the other side young revin Is sin equals death, so turn from your
even have a blood transfusion For the fear of infected plasma You won't be the first, nor the last one Getting pussy's like death wish two You've got
they fade slowly] [Chorus] You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight Why am I trying
wonder whhyy So many young kids had to die Caught strays from AK's in a driveby Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide Brothers cried for broken lives
I blame? The world seems strange at times Somewhat insane I'm hoping we can change with time I'm living blinded Searching for refinement Curse, I know death
life Young strugglers Racing the clock Ain't no telling when it all can end Roll or rock That's the world With feelings This a mans world youngin
nigga You know what time it is Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound) e'rybody killer Bad Boy killer, {?} killer (Thug Life, Death Row) E'rybody killer
