in the Benz that I still never drove got deep dishes (ahahah) Playa haters, how you like me now? (how you like me?) Bartender, hit my team with another round See what we have, is a brand new sound
I got that A to the motherfucking K Yeah, shells stacking up I shot about thirty rounds Out my thrity round clip, you can even hear the sounds Of the
said it and it shall be done Creatin' dope jams is the part of the cycle Eazy-er said than done, yeah that's the title Rubbin' the lady's only the fly ones
do, is try to go for the neck And its sedatives, sedatives, like that Slow down, colours smear all around, Weird sounds, you live in the mind of a clown And a wicked ones
sad song I have to sing And only time will tell if you stand here with me And this'll be the last sad song I have to sing [Tech - Verse 3] Listen Only
this is a safe place So feel free to curse, cry or any other emotion that might occur during todays visit. These sessions are confidential I am only here
with fire, liars in the Pentagon Drop their nuclear bombs, ran, panic But still, was trapped on the planet Died before the mother ship landed Only the chosen ones
, uno, dos You fall off and you can?t come back You get the hit single, your album sound, wack I give you the leeway, you sound like us, rock like us
around By the time the hypes taking of his Nike's I know it sound cold but this bullet put a hole in my soul Never shorties years stole he was only 17
the heat up in jeeps, in case y'all creep upon me I run up on y'all in a cab with a meter on me And the only on leavin' is me And the only one bleedin
I felt so all alone And just today, I realized how much and how far we've grown And I feel so scared and lonely To think we're the only ones When I
Mistaken identity, bullets start flyin in every direction, hit a pregnant teen, she passed But her baby live through a C-section I know it sound foul and sound
when they got up on their feet They made the show And that was sweet But I can hear the sound Of slamming doors and folding chairs And that's a sound
when they got up on their feet they made the show And that was sweet-- But I can hear the sound Of slamming doors and folding chairs And that's a sound
return you to your earthly life And because of their faithfulness to Me I am willing to grant their request" I said, "Lord, if my loved ones only knew
the songs they speak to him See the songs fists sinking, says he's sorry Tears just only make the weak seem weaker Sam says weak ones are the only ones
that we have found The infrastructure's breaking down I see no saviour coming 'round The final days have come and gone And more lies become exposed Beyond the ones