You convinced youself you had nothing nothing left to give in this world filled with pain you memore remains i wish i could have said something to meka
be abandoned i cant see past what you have done memoried how they fade away now you want to come back i walked away from you no fuckin' tears for them lost
away my fears and make me feel a real man selling all i have to make me whole i can feel the fire fueling me now i've lost control fight on fight on [
Look away cuz i'm stange in my mind lets make a place for me so i feel right inside lost what is gone need to know to cary on if i'd only see the light
we destined to fail? i know were all dieing to live, this world never gave a fuck, this world never gave a fuck, ABOUT YOU!!! always lost in the
You wanna rock Nothing's gonna make you stop And nothing's gonna break you up Everybody knows you're lost in the night time honey Lost boys We are dead
(feat. E-40, Rappin 4-Tay, Spice-1) Weeble-lations!! [E-40] Weeble-lations testin, testin. Testin, testin, hey, turn my mic up, this a bitch, I got
[Chorus] A man would die a thousand times Before he reach one with soul The one he beathes will be his last breath Or does any one ever known He died
Come and sense better tell you to grind and hustle Hit the streets like a mad, use your mind and muscle We be all about the cream, living space age phantasies
How do you think it would feel to go around the world in a day? [repeat] [Chorus:] The artist pays the price so you won't have to pay (Around the world
(feat. Bun-B of UGK) [EightBall] Check 1, 2 Check 1, 2 baby, yeah, uh 1, 2, 1, 2, microphone check, 2 somebody better tells these mothafuckers how we
Bounce with me, baby, bounce with me Roll the windows up baby, blow an ounce with me We tight of the green and Hen Get in the wind Pick the chipped up
(feat. Redman) [Redman Talking] You are now, witnessing, the effects of the BUDDHA! Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo [Redman] Redman
(feat. Psycho Drama) [EightBall] Time waits for no one But you never could of told me that Bowlin' ball nuts and a gat But not enough time for me to
(feat. Busta Ryhmes) bring it in can you feel it can you feel it its all about the money baby [Eightball] Big Eightball straight up out the south
Gloomy days got my head twisted Mystic visions of a razor blade Cut my blunt with precision Stuff it till it's bustin' Sippin' on some Tussin Imagine
mic check one two you know when you lose somebody somebody that's close to you somebody that's probably not even that close to you you might have just
[Talking In The Background] Uh The streets of my city be gritty Young niggaz pack plenty, and ain't never show no pity Many die on streets of concrete