play 4-4's ready for war Verse Four: Mase All out, what what, Wanna blow, what what Teamsters what what Mother Fucker From Monday to Sunday, it's all
me less. So I?m writing to apologize for all the horrors committed in my name, Although that was never what I intended, I feel I should take my share of the blame. All
's why you say 'amen' after each and every prayer I just stare at the church man Spendin mo' money on the church band But Elijah's got a plan Got the
a bore It's more than we can bear But do you really care? The kiss of life to save a life All you do is stare Sell yourself for cheap Make your mother
one post mortem star Well you did it Eddie and though it's hard to applaud suicide You gave all you could give so your sister could live All America's
turns the key of life To hear the thunder roar Ancients gather amidst the stars Mortals stare in fear The Earth is damned beneath the mist A veil of
, could be I'm dreaming But we all ask for divine reason While still breathing, and until leaving Who?, What?, When? Where?, How? But most of all why? [
here Unit of the year We settin up shop and we ain’t going nowhere We want it all Even if we gotta brawl for it We want it all Even if you gotta fall for