I've already seen your clinical condition, I'm translating death, giving you clues, and here's the bad news, Planned your faith? no you're a cast member
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my hands up and shout What's this madness all about? All this makes me wanna shout You know it makes me wanna shout Throw my hands up and shout What'
ditch we ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my
build the empire Throwing steel at my forehead, my faith still strong With all I've been through, you would think my faith gone But nope, I hold my
outside I'll never catch a vehicular homicide My music is a description of my vibe of course My life, my sites, my thoughts, what I like on my fork '
scare 'em straight, it's not a game How we bully shit, you fuck around and get your food ate boy My razor make your face ke-loid Then I throw my drink
all state, ya all fake Just got paid but fuck it, I want some more cake Ya faith, in my hand Now ya nervous man and drive my brains quick fast at ya service My
I got a gun in my hand and I feel like a man I'm the pope of my generation I got to push myself over your goddamn walls I don't listen to your condemnation
mountain to high nothing too tall Why is your fire burning so low Did you lose all your faith Did you forget'bout the dreams that we had I can't bear your
, and that's alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer
my money and head back into town Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my Daddy'
you've got more to give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and I'll copy you I said, "Put your hands up and I'll copy you" Put your hands up
the truth and nothing but It's like my hands on the bible And it's the survival of the fittest The realest, it's not a facade Still standing on my two
's sing to the people, yeah [Chorus] [Max B:] Throw ya hands up if yuh luv music Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh" Throw ya hands up if yuh luv
Yo, sup, hello? Faith? Motherfucker Yo Kill you motherfucker Hello? Kill you motherfucker Word? I'm gonna get you motherfucker you better Watch your
't go on that turn As for y'all MC's, whoever write your rhymes Might as well hold your microphone, thats how I feel if it ain't your own But we spit
