're not guilty Not you not me We're not guilty Not at all See how bad it's bleeding I don't know what will happen Believe they will not use it See how
ya, y'all thirteen inches I see the big picture, if it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get hot like a furnace Shoot the video
head And now you get yer judgement day You think you'll float up then away But yer guilty just like everyone You turn to ash when the burning's done
s not the same? That's what you think? Well here's a message to you, you are wrong Can't you see you head strong super gobshite git? That as your bullets
arms and legs, But the one that I'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head. I could turn this into song or cheap fantasy, But whatever I've ignited will still burn
legs, but the one that I'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head. I could turn this into song or cheap fantasy, but whatever I've ignited will still burn
bullet. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We
leave On your head a big green ring You're not the king of the setting sun I know what you have not done And you're gonna burn in Hell He sometimes
uncover your injustice [Bridge:] "A," Absolutely, "B," Because it's dope "C," Constantly moving heads and going for broke "D," the Definition of Def, "E," Excel to burn
lies collide How do I plead to homicide (Guilty) (Guilty) (Guilty) SUCK MY MOTHERFUCKING DICK GRAB THAT BITCHES' ASS HO! SHANK THAT BITCH The eyewitness took the stand and said she saw me burning
I still believe you said everything, you ever said Because you meant it, and not just because we were sharing a bed And even though you meeting me,
stone around my leg." "What say you, good people?" "Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!" "Help this blackbird!" "I am responsible for your actions." "Oh-hoh-hoh!" "Not guilty
leave 'em praising the Lord In the Asiatic War we chop heads off Like General Monk and his swordsmen The reason is burning season My brothers is guilty
Chorus 1] [Chorus 2: x2] [Verse 2:] Watch yo back motherfucker, King Syze the hurricane Street gentleman with a well-deserved name (I'm hot) I burn flame, (You not
it And now I?ve died and it?s too late to be forgiven Guilty of my crime I?m sentenced to eternal prison It?s dark I?m alone I feel my flesh burning
implodes yer head And now you get yer judgement day You think you'll float up then away But yer guilty just like everyone You turn to ash when the burning
