best interest isn't your best interest Let me out if it's that one-sided Soul be free Not chained in any way by petty jealousy Soul be free Not bound
Tradução: Sick Of It Todos. Alma Be Free.
it no more [Chorus:] We not gonna take it no more [x8] [Verse 2:] No more hang time or playin time Man it's about to be game time Hate you sin, ya
to earth until my heart fail But y'all play fair, give me and mine, I'll share Til y'all show us you care, it's gon' be mayhem out here Me and these 223
that Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a
on with my broken heart and my absent God. And I have no faith but it's all I want to be loved and believe in my soul, in my soul, in my so-o-o-oul.
This is love it or hate it music But, at least we made it music And we didn't make it industry This is gon' be interesting This'll be the end of me or
wireless the virus Leaves a blank space the shape of a split mirror behind To polish My sick soul Then demolish it all Nobody wants to take control everyone wants to be free
m powerless, have to let go I can't escape it It leaves me frail and worn Can no longer take it Senses tattered and torn Hopeless surrender Obsession
shake make the earth quake [x2] Boom... (I know you hear it) Shake... I make you feel it [x2] Light-Light-Light it on fire Extra Extra, Read all about it
Son, did you stare too long in front of that mirror? did it break when your conscience didn't get any clearer with the stomach you'll fill with all the
Does it say your name above The name by which they call me And is it written in liquid red 'Cause nothing else will do instead for reassuring eternity Will you be
ever be...a more wicked MC 'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me I see the world for what it is, beyond the white and the black The
fiends throwin' up on themself like Willy Beaman (*giggle*) Any given Sunday gunplay's optional However niggas want it like Soul II Soul (however do you waaaaant it
let your conscience be free You're now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C Sigel Sigel in the house [Beanie Sigel] Uh-huh, sick bastard Get your wig