hearts cry. All around the world we need You United we will stand for You. We wont back down, or give up this fight With You our God, we must unite. Today we join for
't go looking for no trouble But somehow the trouble always finds me Don't make me have you in the trauma center With you momma crying 'cause her only son is dying
't go looking for no trouble But somehow the trouble always finds me Don't make me have you in the trauma center With your momma crying 'cause her only son is dying
Y:] Fuck Yall [Y:] Y'all want problems, I'm built for this shit Shady Aftermath, G-Unit, We run this rap shit [Thanks to Kay (ksoccerfreek@cs.com) for
injustices of his land He'll see the reigning guard die by his hand If he fails at least he dies trying For his ideals it was worth dying The farmer
we all adore, something worth dyin' for Nothing but pain, stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame One thing we all adore, something worth dying for
hope in the human race Walking tall, kill or be killed Stronger than ever, we will rebuild, we will rebuild Scavenging for something more Something worth me dying for
and hate. In search for answers he can't find. What god would end a life so pure. She was the one worth dying for. Alone with princess angel-sent. Her
war It's always the young to fall Now look at all we've won with the saber and the gun Tell me is it worth it all For I stole California from the Mexican
peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson We've got nothing to fear --- but fear itself? Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy? Not the faulty units
rather be dead or dying. So someone cut me a check Cashed for all that I'm worth. Divide it by what I spent And calculate my net worth. I never got nothing
war It's always the young to fall Now look at all we've won with the saber and the gun Tell me is it worth it all For I stole California from the
than you think and your words are empty. Of all the heavenly host's! This will all make sense when the records gold. What's a few more units for your
15, Bentley or Six We taking trips to Morocco just to tan We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool
all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for
15 bending your Six We taking trips to Morocco just to tan We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool
I can deliver some millimetres right in ya liver, This for my niggaz with that bounce, Ludacris, Lil Flip, Pastor Troy Lil Jon down south, And be careful for
We've got nothing to fear -- but fear itself? Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy? Not the faulty units in this mad machinery? Not the broken contacts
