you cherish. This is for the sweatshop stores, and all you fucking federal whores, I'll stand up and say no more, I'll never fight your fucking wars. This is for
silence me; I've got something to say. You will never silence me; I've got something to say. It's not what you can do for your country; it's how you
, this is a call for arms, arms! This is a call for arms, arms! This is a call for arms, arms! This is a call for arms. This. Is A. Call. For. Arms
I'll never be bought, I'll never be sold, and I'll never die young, but I'll never grow old. I'll never be. This is my choice, theres nothing you can
a man with no face And a name I don't remember Who lives in a house in the middle of the woods And he said once "Son, don't you ever laugh out loud for
for future generations who must endure what's left behind No compassion, no caution, no forethought Potential for a fall No forethought, no vision, no future Potential for a
my reality I am your hybrid curse This is my universe No rest for the wicked No rest till the work is done No rest for the wicked No peace for the chosen
side. You see, the difference is, we're putting it out there. We're not hiding our envies inside an ineptly written call to arms. Supplicating for
a failure, a mute in the age of speech, I said I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech, Man I feel like a failure, a mute in the age of speech
on a hill homie, ain't putting our lights out We repping Him right now, fight for Christ hype it might sound Crazy, lay our lives down for Him as a lifestyle
Whenever you'll have a fright in my arms that's where you'll hide I'll be there for you if you need a shed of cry I'll call you every night Ever time
a sucka for love ... sucka for love, know you ain't right G but yet I'ma sucka for love Chorus ... I'ma sucka for love, sucka for love ... Sucka for
just a little girl (Mama's just a little girl) She gotta hold her head up high [Verse 2: Tupac] At 16 what a beautiful thing The very essence of a
dressed like a thug until I die i'll be game related got me strivin' for a million stayin' motivated now that we made it it's a battle just for
is a call to arms, gather soldiers Time to go to war (Far, far away...) This is a battle song, brothers and sisters Time to go to war This is a call
I call out your name What do i do to feel your arms around me Don't get me wrong I'm sure glad you came What do I do Called her up last night right after
Yukon You predicates ex-cons, rip arms, bettin' chips Puff medicine play my gangsta beats Tunnel bangers, Flex, Clue tapes bang in the streets I'm just a
