I drank the way I was what did I have in mind I can?t remember the days when I was young Was I a gifted child or born as a mistake I can?t remember
of hearts It?s a long shot gamble few can win After the third time you?ve been torn apart You swear you won?t be fooled again But loves a joy that can't
phsychiatrist, room 604." And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna
now! just right now i?ve got a feeling ?bout the way i am why i am looking for the things that i can?t feel i know i want to be the man i used
't easy I guess you couldn't cope You gave into the pressure someone greased your hand Just remain passive it's the safest place to stand So to your feelings
A lot of people can be cold no matter what the circumstances are. And the fact.. that you can take away the life of a child.. is just.. beyond. I don't
It really ain?t that hard god it?s simplicity So I?ma maintain and let it rain let it rain And just like the MethTical I can bring the pain I had somethin
dollar fifty show Oh, all of a sudden you don't know or can't remember, can't recall, can't bring to mind that rhyme that place do not chase I run a
it off, lines is visible. I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables. Sound like Bone, that's dispicable. I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original
all of God's creatures ate them like meat Oh father have mercy on the weak The ones that can't see and the ones that can't speak The ones in the projects
I love about you, you always maintain Even though life did you a few tears, you just charge it to the game Don't worry Ma, I ain't lose my life in vain
I got soul I got soul you see, I'm swimming in the De La I'm in my hood man, my manhood worries ya I'm known for sampling of soul food Off the old school
third degree The way I question my sanity I work on cybernetics as a form of vanity To protect my circuitry I stay under the canopy I send the special
I was 13 he started bursting ammunition that wasn't working His rudimentary technical abilities couldn't kill me Not me for a loop But I can still breath
In sacred places revolve around the paces of my nature On paper, that's were you'll find bolation Place me on the side, I'm waitin For fakeness to try
is that I've forgotten number two. Number three is in a place that's been kept hidden, For so long I can't remember, but its true. Then I'll give you