what to do. You had enough of their lies. When is this hell gonna end for me and you? Honor , respect, justice and truth Are these values long gone? Greed, hatred, warfare and
matter what the situation he always try to do right Still they gossip and told lies, used to take him for granted Often found it hard to relate, some how they can't understand it 'Cause that respect
a two drip-drops about what those have felt And if I die, and if I die (And if he die, and if he die) And if I die, it's because of my man, Roosevelt
don?t believe it I, Forgot her bloody birthday card, She wont be a happy gal, Forgot her bloody birthday card, She?s gonna scream and yell, Forgot
my team, get in line and get behind I'm next up in line, headed up there with Jay-Z and them Big E and Em-inem, and I can't even swim But ain't too many
until the end of time [Olivia] That's ok cause I felt the same way But you're running game and that's when everything changed The phone calls and your two ways and
bitch Leave that shit alone Scheming and planning, planning dreaming and plotting Some tramps are mad evil just coniving and rotting Take advantage of your trust once you gone and forgotten
and men respect their ladies But lately so many of us have gone a stray Doing wrong for so long that we've forgotten the way Please bring us back home and
are sick and rotten Cual es el problema hermano? Have you forgotten Theres nothing that you can really trust in Dem tell ya things like peaceful interference and
call my words lies I've lived more in one day than they will in their lives But most do respect the words I inject Kick credit for realism and the truth
two, drip-drops about, what those have felt And if I die (and if he die) and if I die (and if he DIEEEEEEEE) And if I die it's because of my man Roosevelt
Promies, broken and forgotten your dreams all fade away. Drown yourself in a bottle of self-pity as your morals rot away. Straight Edge - As the words
[Woodie: Where 're you from homie and what do you claim and don't fuck around and call me essay n.a. cause this is the northern cali pistol packin' antioch
less about what you do Couldn't care less about the lies You couldn't find the time to cry We forgot about love We forgot about faith We forgot about trust We forgot