Where the sickness starts, You stood there and preached Independence and faith, You talked of commitment then Made an about face, Take Your Place! A-bout face
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answer her final prayer Oh, oh, oh He stood up to be the Champion Oh, oh, oh He became the saviour that fought for her life Face to face, eye to eye
when it's over and I'm alone I'm lookin' for the one to take me home I gots to know, I need an answer Would you be my private dancer? [Chrous] [Verse
doin a bid Dumbass niggas you supposed to have ya allibi straight When ya gettin interogatted you supposed to keep a straight face I keep it gangsta for
never dared This was the time for me to step up So then why was I so scared? A warlord who shoots people in the face What's so scary about that? I must
't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill him too
private life for five minutes longer I might get my wife to let go of this knife and just calm her without these cameras in our faces like animals for
me in this world? You can venture about the place It seems shit stares you in the face Guess sometimes you never can tell Verse 2: Go to unearth the answer
face began to glow Two men without an answer Like a dog without a bone Bringin? in the new year As the bells began to ring Fats is in the corner, she?s just about
face But I know you're so much more Everything they ignore Is all that I need to believe You're the only one I ever believed in The answer that could
innocence Where are you, how are you I wait for an answer wait for an answer It's been so long. I'll hold on and wait for an answer wait for an answer
old fashioned Fuck taking over answer, kidnapp the family and hold em for ransom We gettin dough yawll, its the jump off Eather you get with us or fuck off An
had the answer began: "You probably ate them thinking they were a carrot." "No!" interrupted Owl, who was wise. "I have good eye-sight, insight, and foresight. How could an
from rotten thoughts No more pain And no more gods Try to understand You're the artificial enemy An illusion we all need For our sake For our sake