ترانه:
Hundred Reasons This Mess

Who wants to clear up this mess? The stain is embedded too deep Along with daggers in your back You appear to have blood-soaked hands Leave now, be free

Who wants to clear up this mess? The stain is embedded too deep Along with daggers in your back You appear to have blood-soaked hands Leave now, be

wanna throw up) Look at all this garbage that I keep generatin' (Come on) I sit around all day and watch it biodegradin' Bet there's a hundred health

service left families nervous but more importantly broke nine Hundred a month but the check came late, army red tape you see This golden opportunity,

seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets Millionaire heir to Antigua With Ananda, the MTV diva Nas how do we survive all this mess? East vs. West, this

was facin me that I would gracefully bow out now Can get grim on this nigga Catch him comin out the Peach Tree and stomp my Tims on this nigga That shit

-twenty lessons Or my queen and my seeds, in the home that I rest in Enter my zone get blown to 99 sections This rhyme has no limitations, this time

eyes on me when I step in the club They don't fuck with button-up boys, they wanna mess with a thug Coward niggaz see me comin so they exit the place Hundred

true holy book in your hand. Singing in latin nobody understands. Licking wafers paper thin. Ah, stupid christian isn't it grand? Is that your reason for this