bare. So you keep living your life, living your life, your living your life, until your eyes grow cold. And now your life has faded, view grown jaded, and fear turns to hate
their fears Can I make it better? Can I ease the pain That they are going through? What can I do? what can I do? I say goodbye to you cruel world, I
Keep your distance, I don't need your assistance 'Cuz I'm built to last and made for resistance The pit bull terrier, bone crusha When I lock on ya,
to cry No matter what we face, we shall get by When the problems you face are too much to bear Know I'll be there No need for tears, no need to cry
rise I'm sick of the die sick of the knives sick of the guy that say Kill kill kill murder murder murder (Motherfucker you rise) Kill kill kill murder
- JR. Gong] These later days in Babylon As I watch your children grow And the years them carry on And I miss you even more Still I send them go to school
my moves for the rise and fall of mine and yours Yeah, you're from the cradle, I was born an outlaw Getting paid, getting laid all day, everyday Niggas hate
A sense of denial Come witness my trial The crow has turned into a liar I'll live, I may die I've failed though I've tried But finally I fly It is the
trip keep you distance i don't need your assistance cause i'm built to last and made for resistance the pitbull territer bone crusher when i lock on ya
it should be Maybe I could get some sleep While I lay, I'd dream we're better Scales were gone and faces lighter When we wake, we hate our brother We
a cloud And I am so afraid And I, I am So full of love I am so full of love I am so full of hate I am so full of these feelings That turn me every
As I walk down the stairs I can hear that voice again. Something flashes in my eyes and it feels like I'm insane. Where am I going I don't know but something
me lies Like all I want's between you thighs All the things that I put you through And all the things that I might do Don't wonder when I run away When
that I'm gassed And just because I'm rappin, don't mean I chase ass Just because I'm whylin don't mean I can't stop I got discipline baby, and I use it
i'm widdit Just because I make records, don't mean that I'm gassed And just because I'm rapping, don't mean I chase ass Just because I'm whylin, don't mean I
see me shine All my dreams turn out fine I know the suffering will end, my friend When the last note of freedom is rung throughout the land I know the hateful will burn When