Letras:
Passion Two Wrongs Don T Make A Right

is that I look into your eyes so that you can see what it looks like when innocense dies. I know that two wrong's don't make a right but it will help

Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your

know, I don't hang around the house much This all night, money making got me outta touch, shit Ain't flashed a smile in a long while An unexpected birth

try me cause right behind me your killer team I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine This Hennessey'll keep me calm though Sittin in

the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but

With the mack, thinkin its all rap Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap" (It's a wrap, nigga) [Hook: 50 Cent] If I can't do it, homie, it can't

Space ship don't slip with the flat screens Yellow diamonds same color as a taxi Watch the girls joc with my two door pass (Pass) And if you say something wrong

things they said that left her hurting Would actually turn out to make her a better person She locked herself inside her room got to the rehearsing Walking down a runway in a

of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you by Look real close cause strobe lights lie