Cling like so many drowning rats to whats been defined for you as "life" you take the offered hand without a second guess everything you ever learned
strange aim for the brain It's all for one and one for all cuz in the game only one gangst' Proceed with caution uz like hoe suckas, I be tossin Dead
your bullshit.. [Verse 2] You made a second jam and still you couldn't get it right Gettin' out of bed at night and checkin' my website Usin' a dead
ain't healing the world I needed her, so bad that I fiened for her I would've had seeds with her, I even left my Queen for her Propaganda. Information second
The fear of no knowing paralyzes all most everthin An second can be my last breath And my best guess is nothin with on memories left Im sorry This situation
. you held my hand we fucked away the rest of the night take my hand for this is my revenge. for every second lost. this is my revenge, (for every second
derogatory statements with my stainless Slugs with names signed in blood, individuals stuffed up the anus Dangerous, aimin' for your body Almost definitely pull that for
of time, and you bout to cross The finish line, the finish line {repeat Chorus} {Verse One: Busta Rhymes} And, yo! I can't afford to waste a second
With passion of a Microphone Patriot I did it for my Fathers; I did it for my Mothers and my Brothers I did it for the world to discover The head of a
puff of the bomb ass Compton shit. And watch the A double M pop in a second clip. And when I'm all finished unloading, I set the timer to 8 seconds, heads
guess he'z loving whatz left [Chorus (Sara)] Life is what u make it Though it may sound basic Going through some bad times While were faithful for
left to say. I don't know what I came back for. Had to see your face once more. I guess I missed you. I miss you. I guess I missed you. I guess I missed
breath, the kiss of death, from the Smith&Wess splittin' flesh and I still got a mission left I keep they thinkin' second guess and Mr. Unpredictable
You could've led but instead you confirmed and chose to follow So once again I bid farewell There's only seconds left you'd like to second guess But
you could've led but instead you confirmed and chose to follow so once again I bid farewell there's only seconds left you'd like to second guess but
the D.O.C. are always hitting the front page For what, for stealing and stepping up to the sheriff And when I enter the party, niggas shit in a ?(cell pimp)? For
men THAT'S, the end [Chorus] [The Game:] I done been to hell and back Left for dead, you know who to thank for that Finished my second LP without a
lo que tiene pa' me I know I know I know what you got for me I know I know I know what you got for me [Prophet Posse: mafia mafia mafia ya] [Lord Infamous
