' school budgets, U.S. stockmarket plummets Condition's only worse and I wonder what become it Metal detectors replace music classes Angry little kids wanna beat their teacher's asses The red and blue
to trip who fat goose Queens bridge representative, ghetto entrepreneur, stay on tour Dick-riders, wanna get 'em bullshit The same law, same day contract, different clause Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue
I'll devise a plan And cut out a door In my new living room floor The porch light is so bright That I will quickly sneak Down the dark metal shape Of
years if I?m nowhere, it's me to blame, ohh, ohh, ohh, ooh Picture frame, books and shelves, not afraid by myself Metal strings, glowing tubes, Bessie Smith sings the blues
'd) West Coast (Get XXX'd) East Coast (Get XXX'd) Midwest (Get XXX'd) Down South (Get XXX'd) Finally, when it comes to the tools I'm not forgiving the blues
know they might rat I'm doin my thang, G-Unit's my gang Uh, I'm frontin' in my G62's the yellow and royal blues I'm better than all you dudes hot metal
wanted just the ones that wanted me Look at her, she got the vapors 'cause I'm on TV Looking' like a million dollars in that blue G T And my Reese and my blue
yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here? That's gotta be illegal, Bob I can bring them chrome things for that drastic shit Metal detectors, no problem
each current event Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain Just stay in when it's looking this way And the moon's laying low in the sky Forcing everything metal
current event Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain Just stay in when it's lookin' this way And the moon's laying low in the sky Forcing everything metal
moves with each current event Until it falls around like a cold, steady rain Just stay in when it's looking this way The moon's laying low in the sky Forcing everything metal
all, you've broken every code and pulled the rebel to the floor you spoilt the game, no matter what you say for only metal - what a bore! blue eyes, blue
huntin' me. Want'n my company. Trying to pump me full of a??censored' flushed their level Recognize the devil when he messin' with the rebel. I'm more then metal
t aim, where your vest be Bang [WC] I'm too hot, to stop, walkin up with two Glocks Way more than two shots, that'll make your roof drop House shoes, blue
desert morning and nothing to save Just metal and plastic where your body caved The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray In the ward with the blue
and misty blue eyes Red mornin's and nothin' but grey skies A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through Jacket you bought me gone dazy grey-blue You
I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted But you let your blue walls get in the
Carolina blue kicks, pedal to the metal Feeling like a puppet and the Devil is Geppetto Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high You can pick apart my