Hate breeds hate that's what they say Ignore the noise and find a better way But indecision clouds your mind As the reason linger deep inside Penance
You know I've always tried To keep all of your dreams satisfied But still there's one thing I deny To give my heart for you and die And though you give
motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook Like I'm gonna stand here as a man and let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn
Like you motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook Like I'm gonna stand here as a man and Let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn
SLOWLY DYING Writer Al Horn Slowly dying, slowly dying Our love can't live for very long You keep lying, alibiing Ev'ryone can see there's something
You can't say we shall and not fight through hell You can't say we will and not dare to deal You can't shout out peace and then vanish in the crowd You
I can move you if you let me Ahh, gettin' in touch with you I can move you if you let me Ahh, takin' a position I can move you if you let me Ahh, I'm
Venue after venue I've been through Come up to the telly so I can bend you Send you to the store condoms and more Jealous females call you sluts and whores
Sometimes I think about dyin Yeahhh-haaa Unfortunately, I'm seein a lot of death in my life Oahhhooooh I seen a lot of friends die I seen a lot of family
Sometimes I think about dyin Yeahhh haaa Unfortunately I'm seein a lot of death in my life Oahhhooooh I seen a lot of friends die I seen a lot of
*lighter sparking up* *inhale, cough* {Lil' Rob speaking} What's up? Lil' Rob Back on my own The way it should be The only way that it can be Let's take
Everything over? Sounds can't be the end yet Nah nah nah we can't go that route Uh ahh That's what I'm sayin though! *applause* Yeah everyone gather
Street Science, you're on the air, ?Static? What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? Static I love Tupac's new record, ?Static? Right
SLOWLY DYING Writer Al Horn Slowly dying, slowly dying, our love can't live for very long You keep lying, alibiing, ev'ryone can see there's something
A little child on a sickbed lay And death was very near He was the pride and the only child Of a railroad engineer His duty had called him from those
Of all the people in this world Why you and I With lovers here and everywhere We don't care enough to try Why couldn't, all the hurt we're feeling now
ATL, Georgia to New York City Kings have arrived, fuck with me now Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop,
Unh, hehe, Master P and Treach, nigga It's all family, baby, get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers and when we posse up These niggaz gon'