make me drink Load the box and I pump that shit But I got my Greatest Hits Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live Hard to live, hard to live But
In school they never taught 'bout hamburgers or steak Elijah Muhammad or the welfare state, but I know And I know because of KRS-One Yeah, and I know
my neck and tickle my fancy The right kind of love on Sunday morning En el otro lado es donde vivi (On the other side is where I lived (in the U.S.))
I got so much trouble on my mind That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy But I know the real world always gets the last word In that's why
I swear sometimes your taking me for granted And I swear sometimes that you're a whore And I swear but I know there ain't no reason 'Cuz everything is
clean rig I'm gonna kill that funky ditch pig So what? Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad 'Cause I know you're talkin' about me, makin' it hard to live
We realized so long, long ago and I bet you Seen it all, the lies won't get you, I've got 14 miles to go I've got rhythm comin' since I've got the flow
Sleepin' by yourself at night can make you feel alone Your girlfriend said so, I don' really know It don't mean we've fucked around That night last week
[Incomprehensible], but I won't see Because no one can tell you, you've got to be afraid We got to go back on the highway, live behind the wheel I want
On the east side that's where I met my Ramona "I wanna go to a party", That's what she said Lonely, that's what I've been here's my telephone number,
All of the Dj's surely have taken a lesson Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson A little competition comes my way (Billy Bye) But
know how it flies The pieces fit together just like Lucy in the Sky The songs that we?ll remember The songs that never die Extraordinary moments in ordinary lives
I've got a condition for which there is no cure I'm in a position that everyone prays for Got a sound in my head that could wake up the dead Like the
While foreign affairs are screwing us rotten Line morale has hit rock bottom Dying embers stand forgotten Talks of peace were being trodden Stand or fall State your peace tonight Stand
But the little bit that was was all that we had And now the clown does a fart and we all fart back And that's that Stand up, stand up, can you hear
'll be all right" All he gives is a humbug pill, dose of dope and a great big bill Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? Well there
You drink, you drink alone So alone, you're waiting for life to begin Leave now and I'll follow you home I wake you up to live how you wanted to live
no minimum Tinchy the general me and my brother D A P's that's clinical oh i was raised a survivor now i'm getting *** as a fiver rider account now i living