matter much 'bout who's wrong or right You asked me that question, I didn't get it right You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains Is my love
bye bye [Chorus: Top Dog Big Kahuna] Boom bye bye to a sound bwoy in The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or
) Keep it movin like this, keep it movin like that If I die, I'ma only come back Yo, I'm saying if you think that you can step to me wrong Don't even
on son Why must I burn I?m just trying to learn I stared into the light To kill some of my pain It was all in vane Cause no senses remain But an ache
father P Diddy: Father help us, come on Michael Stipe: Everybody thinks we're wrong Alicia Keys: Oh, but who are they to judge us Together we can all
the ALF proves yet again that they won't be told That what they do (or don't) is totally wrong, so fuck off you insane cunts, still remains... our song
words, another chapter remains unwrote They say, we are standing firmly in the rain, simply waiting for it to stop They said that we should build new
I came into your life If I come to my life The life was strange We remain the same Set the pain, share the strain 252 stuck in the game Girls that
all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that we can hope for as death? Maybe our lives don't matter that much, But why impose our madness
my head It imbeds the type of thoughts That got a lot of brothers dead The smarter brother knows To keep his foes close And I'm the type of brothers That
with the quickness Doin' a way with the remains with the swiftness Layin' low in my hood on the late nights rap right A dead 6-4 lay low with the dead
the fuck of how we is as individuals We raise wrong Politics and poverty got us head strong You dead wrong If you think you'll make it out with all your
here, it's here to last I wish it could just all remain the same I'm a stranger when I'm home 'Cause all alone is all I know That's what happens
m crying I'm dying I can see what's wrong with me It's in my head I can see what's gonna be As I lie in my bed Man is not my brotherhood I am of the dead
you that, Phuck that shit! Kurious aint havin' it. Know what I'm sayin'? [DEL:] Boo boo head, boo boo head, boo boo head I want you dead I want you
where doing the wrong is right pollution of the mind, it's now time rise up against the filth that's being fed to you and me do all you can to please
P. Diddy: Father help us, come on Michael Stipe: Everybody thinks we're wrong Alicia Keys: Oh, but who are they to judge us Together we can all