know I see me No longer see what makes me different When the difference is all that we see From the outside, stand and judge like enemies Opened eyes see reality Trying all
see me No longer see what makes me, what makes me different When the difference is all we see From the outside, stand and judge like enemies Opened eyes see reality Trying all
I see me No longer see what makes me different When the difference is all that we see From the outside, stand and judge like enemies Opened eyes see reality Trying all
, 2Pac) [Background voice:] "Impossibbbbbbbblllllleeeeee, take your love from me" [Verse 1: E-Money Bags] I thought the Earth saw, saw it all I thought
Outside on a cold and lonely street A homeless woman sleeps this Christmas Tonight, there?s a child that dreams of home In an orphanage alone For all
the leaves on one of these here trees Not sure that I know what's pure Born to kill the insecure Some respect, some resent, some remain from start to
10 steps with a bedlamped vision Study the disorders we've absorbed inside the village I understand the plagues and shake hands with my grimace that remain
I step outside and all I see is our deterioration When we're gone all that remains Will be plastic implantations And I can't tell the Christians from
provided I make truthful statements That translates into people's feelings dead by the wayside Bruised egos remain when I slay pride No faith in the masses y'all
ears leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say i'll never really know i put them all in
From side to side My whole body was severd of all vitality now hatred replaces the pain that's draining me from side to side time won't heal the
always the livest one that's got a gun Some people gotta think smarter than that I'm from Bed Stuy I think harder than that nigga Think harder than that
curbs 'neath holes where babies wail Through its shadow's metal badge All in all can only fall With a crashing but meaningless blow No sound ever comes from
request lines and tell them it's over. You're always playing all of the same songs over and over again. It's about time that we all turned off the radio
piece the picture turns to puzzle If you lose a few those that remain change into rubble Freedom is a word not heard from those that own it Can't fix