i tried my best? for the first time in year i stop to question myself: DO I NEED A START? DO I NEED A CHANGE? OR DO I NEED AN END? so your'e looking
there's no let up, you walked into a set up It's suckin' you down and now you can't get up Why because you froze the moment we met up And I never run
fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I ran over to him, put my hand on his chest Hole like an apple in the side of his neck His eyes glanced up, his body jerked
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
me about one more war and one more fight and 'aeh' I sighed but then I thought about my friends then I wrote this declaration just in case the world end Our guns
We can let the guns say "'Scuse you" (Come on you lames) At the end of the day We just trying to find our way And I might be a come up (Nice) And baby
2) Its a crazy mixed up world, Its the end of the world Its a crazy mixed up world 'cause its the end of the world Its a crazy mixed up world Its the
on go grym Hold on to motherfucking gun Another fifth took one hood shot she split up Talking bout the get up for everyone ya lit up and hit up So huff
get you caught up an brought up on charges Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of retarded Cause when you say stuff And then you an your woman break up
, careful who ya love She said just wrap it up These bitches actin up As for us, we was different tho Things have gotten difficult Tried to be Mr. Perfect, Enter continental, hold up
on tik that they ain?t paid yet, Spend their pay cheque In the west end on the weekend Got no money by the end of the weekend. But they don?t care cos
Load up on guns and bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over bored and self assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello
sister, your cousins, your mother, even [edited] Will go and ride with me Through the levels of hell in this atrocity Bust my guns at the heavens till an
niggaz hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth When the guns start poppin' wonder when it's gone cease Choppa hit you in the side and create a slow leak We can end
could catch the blood bath Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live, live Good night, good night Knock 'em out the box Black I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up
's why you can't dark me, join the nasty Won't work, end here, I'm worth two dubs, none of the marvy I'm hardly touched, I got an army though They'll
Thinking of the big score the night before met the connect Who was impressively dressed in high fabrics With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the Mezzanine Brandishing sub-machine guns
