People are always Thinking too much They make the rules Ignorance ain't pretty In this cold, hard world What if you don't have The answer to every question
people are always thinking too much- they make the rules- ignorance ain't pretty in this cold, hard world- what if you don't have the answer to every
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: people are always thinking too much- they make the rules- ignorance ain't pretty in this cold, hard world- what if you don't have the answer to every
Here we are trying to mend all the broken hearts In a world where the pain is the fear Ain't no doubt there's a method to madness here Set your clock
so smile and look alive The camera lens is opening, the wider angle's yours Yeah, every empty one of us have methods To quell the madness of this pace
point of purchase {*echoes* Aiyyo freedom got a microphone, AND a AK {*echoes* Make way, and prepare for the melee {*echoes* [Aceyalone] The method of my madness
This is real hip hop not no phoney phranchise Winnin' by a landslide and you know you can't hide This is D E L not no phoney phranchise Winnin' by a landslide
to fit in? doesn't feel comfortable in this skin does that mean I am the Souvenir of sadness Method to the madness Hands up if you feel this Anyone who has this
my feet I want to endure the slings and arrows That Hamlet spoke about But harrowed, He was forced to a ragged defeat There was a method to his madness
long as I could peep on the view like, like damn how high are we they gotta gamble in this life Charles Barkley im over protected, through the dopest of methods
reason to the rhyming of Your heart?s desire Though it seems too good to last Don't write it off too fast For there's a method to the madness of Your
What's the bother? Can't be bothered 'Til your own little world goes to hell Then you can tell We are all in this together We are all in this together
never look back So, maybe the reason I act so estranged Is you still dream of him, it's you that has changed No method to madness, no reason to rhyme
never look back. So maybe the reason I act so estranged Is you still dream of him, it's you that has changed. No method to madness - no reason to rhyme
in the pain Where's the color in the stain where the tears have fallen It's gone, it's just gone Where's the method to this madness As we create this
electric chair awaits Hey, this was my life Hey, this was my fate This was the wrong thing to do This was the wrong one to be doing This was the road