All these things that you've taken for granted I've never had the chance to experience But I blame no one for what i've been through Its only driven
cast the first stone Let's play a round of this brutal game Pull back the skin, see who's to blame When will you see the effects of when you judge too
Lost too many bredrens to the game And you could say temptation's to blame [Hook] [Verse 3:] We used to be tight Me and my naughty friends Caused pure
stop the reign no When it starts to fall, when it starts to fall There's no one left to blame, I said it's no one left to blame If you locked that door
reflection contains nothing but vacant eyes Those vacant eyes tell the stories, tell the stories You forsake all loyalties for lies You?re too late to
(feat. KRS-One) [Intro:] Yo what's up? This is hip hop manifesting as the Blastmaster KRS-One. Bringing you 60 minutes of funk with my man Funkmaster
Paradise waits, on the crest of a wave, her angels in flames. She has no pain, like a child she is pure, she is not to blame. Poised for flight, wings
people like me White people like me But don't like them What's the fuck up Are you my friend? Hell no, you're a racist You say you got one black friend
from home. Hey Soulful people I?m calling. Don?t be no more slaves. Because God will protect us when it comes to doomsday. Realize before it?s too late... that NO ONE
s always with a sense of shame i 've always been the one to blame for everything i long to do no matter when or where or who has one thing in common too
slam one in your face (FACE!) I do what I gotta do, murder international Ghetto problem we're blastin you to put you in your place! [Chorus One: M.O
the countless nights she cried herself to sleep & all the broken promises I somehow failed to keep, I can't blame her I'm the one who left her too many
fiend And its strange cause he get a bentley right away seem to get just for bout anything Pure survival, I want to talk with him He said he was too busy
Like a D&D, I can't see a gang, no motherfuckin body, seein me That's just pure fantasy) True indeed son, we ain't the one While niggas goin out like
shame I've always been the one to blame For everything I long to do No matter when or where or who Has one thing in common, too It's a, it's a, it's