sell me fuck me Tell me what I can do for you Save me save me save me Tell me what I can do for you Save us, Save us, Save us
first to break wild until they all die, Outlaw Yes (change my ways) yes The Black Jesuz guide us through this Weary weary weary weary Only God can save
's right boy, it's goin on Right here, Thug Life God bless the dead God bless the dead & buried nigga Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit
dopefiend clean, never touchin the ground And you knew it when you heard us, I'm fluent with this MC's wanna serve us, DJ's are mad nervous But can't hurt us
cuts for bucks and watch'em pile up You want more? See me in the drop top it's on Peach color pony head course Player instinct, learned from my dogs Save
, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face! MOB Track down this murderer! He must be found! PHANTOM Hounded out by everyone! Met with hatred everywhere! No kind word from
should we two wait, before we're one...? When will the blood begin to race, the sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames, at last consume us
That right, yall know what time it is c?mon See last year Last year was telling us that were not gonna make it But look at us now Look at us now were
pole from the middle of the snow Still running, bound to build something Even though we all surrounding by hills crumbling Lil young'n, we kill assumption Come hit us
see the person that I used to be. Help! Can you save me Without trying to stop the bullet? It seems that I?ve become someone I?m not. First Sequence
You're cold with disappointment While I'm drowning in the next room The last contagious victim of this plague between us I'm sick with apprehension I'm crippled from
this last verse When the revolution comes we're gonna shoot your ass first It's the blue school, class is in session Ask us a question, cause class
they probably kicked it hard last night And I ponder if it's time to save up and get a car And pay for the gas that we're takin' from the war I'd miss
hataz, wouldn't be saved, hate 'em Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save
back from these haters, cops and fakers Come with the drama, nothin can break us [Bizzy Bone:] Every time that I turn arouuuuund [Flesh-N-Bone:] Gotta watch my back from
