in my head I don't want to get out of bed today I don't want to face another day Everything is better let unsaid Because I don't want to get a job I
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fustration in my head I don't want to get out of bed today I don't want to face another day Everything is better let unsaid Because I don't want to get
, I don't complain But it's such a shame It's such a shame The road is lonely, I don't complain But it's such a shame Hey, it's such a shame I'm only
couldn't take the pressure Nigga they long gone Skeet 25 lighters on dressers Or you'll get zoned on They be puttin' them bodies in bags They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs Then go
oh shoot - get a load of that fruit in thigh high boots, red tighy whiteys and blue cat suit even the rats know it's tacky - "y'all ain't seen me slippin
don't love your ass neither Way off the meter (rampage) Yo bus, me and spliff, we got heaters Everything's allright, lets get drink up inside of cheetah's Go
because they say he bad Get his bitch bump, then he sad Crying like a baby Life ain't like it was punk Betta get on top of yours Fo you fuck around and get
let's pick up (Nigga) You can get up, get lit up, pussy motherfucka You best to give it up to the right, that's them niggas conception But thats cool, get
[dmx] I'm always talking shit, cause wherever I go I walk in shit And now they got me on some stalking shit Broad daylight, niggaz is crying, 'but
Shallah] Now it's the real beginning of the pages of Shams Spit that heat rock, that make fiends make vapors of grams Sham's is the Raiders fan, rock
Everywhere I go I see our shame Everywhere I go all I can see is pain I see it on the pavements it's lying on the street I see it on the faces of the
are the people who???l break you Get prepared for the fall (And we'll go) MARCHING ON Hear our sound hear our voice We're growing stronger (And we'll go
with Trae homie I'm 'Tha Truth'and I get in that ass with no delay penitentaries, to cities, and ghettos I got it locked I'm ABN go check the trunk (*
'em fall (seen 'em fall) Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all (seen 'em all) Seen stars wit dey name on the wall til the money get tight and the
just couldn't go wrong No matter how hard we might have tried For you and I, we're just too much alike to get along Oh what a shame to have to set so
that couldn't take the pressure Nigga they long gone Skeet 25 lighters on dressers Or you'll get zoned on They be puttin' them bodies in bags They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs Then go
