until the coast is clear too They all on the ass like a tiger stalkin' Y'all put on the grin, and pretend we all talkin' And if he don't sweat the rest
hind of your five legged snare tooth picks the eye but no things there down drags your waltz cross the alter top from a sleep that depravation knew trespass your
) Check this out, bitch To be a bitch, you don't necessarily Have to have a pussy in your pants (True indeed, true indeed) In fact, most, if not all
your desert highways Been under your bed And slept in ditches I saw your scars Was kept in stitches To keep from crying I'm trying not to pay attention
that a night could end so, so, so, so... So there we were minutes from making it. Celebrate we're finally done and gone. And though this highway is all
send the slut away Or we're all gonna end in the gutter And it's us who'll have to pay At the end of the day! [FOREMAN] I might have known the bitch
A downfall for refuge You reciprocate while plotting your next move It's not fair to complain from miles awaya?¦ LOW END OF LUXURY Waitinga?¦stalemate Collect all your
wanna get the soldiers wonderin' If you gonna run or not, 'Cause if you run then you might get shot Other than that, try not to think about it Try not
plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret to inform you
of the glass All our friends are falling out, Can't look us in the eye, Or bear to hear that broken sound, Happens when we're all alone, inside, In
the glass All our friends are falling out Can't look us in the eye We're there to hear that broken sound Happens when we're All alone inside In the
more I can do from on the outside looking in your government is listenin' to push you on the story of immortal father mortal son give them your mind and all your
'm not dead I said, "Think with your heart, homey, not your head", I said Tension is so thick, some are comin' around I don't wanna see no more of us
Chance, Sellor [ The ChanceSellor ] Chance, Sellor [ Straight from the motherfucking slums nigga ] [Verse Three: Freddie Foxxx] I'm underground from now, through like 'til death Even if I end
the Pound fuck with one, you fuck with us all you get kidnapped if you a ? leave your blood up on the wall No Limit be sick sick like the movie from
nigga pocket on swole when she ask to borrow something i say hell nooo i was tellin the lil homies all about this shit so keep your mind on your money
on your back without a question One, two, three, throw up your sign It don't matter where you're from, everybody can ride One, two, three, throw up your
