Teksty:
Hundred Reasons Feed The Fire

now But it's fine So you always beg for more And you were never satisfied So you always beg for more Your heroes died To get out of your way Feed the fire

Messages no one will ever hear Ten thousand messages a day A million more transmissions lay Victims of the laissez faire Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns A hundred

armageddon is numb and that's unevenly rendered to those who grew up thinking faith was the surrender of reason but not a reason to surrender. catch the liberty fires

never done that before, and I don't wanna do it now! FZ: But why don't you wanna do it? Phyllis: I'd rather not. There's no reason, I'd just rather

the streets, 'cos it's real on the battlefield Shells hit the ground from the steel Bullets travel, sun set fire to your mind Words combine when I rhyme to feed

So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm born street Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach Mama told me not to play with fire but She never told I would grow

punch So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm born street Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach Mama told me not to play with fire but She never told I would

corner A hundred dollar bill in his hand Said I could feed a lot of these people with this But that ain't the business at hand Ain't but one reason for

there bad I'm poppin in the air for nothin Nigga for no apparent reason I'm DUH DUH DUH DUH check it out At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back