, the blacks or just the gun tower You see the whites got a thing the call white pride The Blacks got the muscle Mexicans got the knives You better be wise you
you that I still have pictures? However you prefer to do And that goes for Nick too Faggot, you think I'm scared of you? You gonna ruin my career, you
It You Looking At The Black Warren Buffet So All Critters Can Duck Sick I Don't Care If You See The Laurens Tucket Or You Bill O Reilly You Only Ralling Me Up For
[INTRO] Till the day you die... if your one of the poor ones you just got to work hard [CHORUS] I'm on flight 187 187 Departure from the hood Destination
or the fame i never would of came in this game if it wasn't for the lifestyle that i had wanted to hold a knife while havin anything i could no one
ooh, ooh Oh no, did I tell you how the story ends? When my boyfriend followed me one night, oh no, did I tell you? Came through the door with a knife
who the fuck could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you
waitin' for ya Oh, I'm still waitin' for ya I'm still waitin' for ya love I'm still waitin' for ya Oh, I'm still waitin' for ya I'm still waitin' for
one calling no one calling I'm still waitin' for your love please forgive me but I can't resist you there is so much I will do for you your tender kiss and you
walk the night alone. I told you that my love was true. I asked you to walk away if you don't feel like i do. You whispered that you would be mine
takes to get you through Close your eyes, it shouldn't bother you It shouldn't bother you, it shouldn't bother you It shouldn't bother you, it shouldn't bother you
blood, Shannon, might as well been me We used to play for silver, now we play for life And one's for sport one's for blood at the point of a knife And
like shooting dice You carry yourself like you carry a knife In the city Fast talker in the middle of the street Trying to hustle everyone that you
you know? Where a cement bag, just a'drooppin' on down Yes, that cement is there strictly for the weight, dear Five'll got to gift you ten Old Macky'
different corner and we never would have met Would you care? I don't understand it, for you it's a breeze Little by little, you've brought me to my knees Don't you
why you blame yourself I know why you plague me I know why you plague yourself, yeah Kill you, fuck you, I will never be you, yeah Kill you, fuck you
I know I don't deserve you 'cause I couldn't afford your love All you asked me for was time but I couldn't give you why When you asked me for my heart
(America) Wake up, this is not what you think it is (America) America, pay attention (America) This is not what you think it is America (America, this is not what you