I've got a bad disease from my brain is where i bleed insanity it seems it's got me by my soul to squeeze Where's all the love for me with all the dying
: I've got a bad disease from my brain is where i bleed insanity it seems it's got me by my soul to squeeze Where's all the love for me with all the
real hoe I keeps it real hoe, for real though [Verse 2] Listen close to the story I'm about to tell Niggaz is sellin they soul for an ounce of yell'
on and on and on and on Verse 2: But sometimes I feel alone in these streets It gets cold in these streets My heart and soul on these streets I lost
star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player? Who could really blame you (who could really blame you) We're the ones who made you (VERSE
'm real with this rap My reason for rhyme It ain't all about the cheese Even though fat lp's can make a nigga g's Verse 2, MJG: My reason for rhymin
billion Dispear, eh It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion [Nas - Verse 2] This lead into Swiss cheese When the 5th squeeze Mislead The
haze and mix it with the liquor yo niggaz know to get cake I need these streets so I'ma stay but I pray that I could leave these streets everyday ~{Chorus}~ ~{Verse 2
game, this rap game, I ain't sell'in my soul for this rap game, I ain't digg'in no hole for this rap game, This rap game, this rap game... Verse 2
soul And before I'm through you'll be my slave Cause when you're lysing so close to me There is no place I'd rather you be Than with me, here Ahh, love 2 love u, baby 2nd rap verse
[Chorus 2X: sample] "One two three Let me you, if you ready for me, lord" [Verse 1] It's the infinite connect Respect what you see as if you praise Donald
than a billion Despair, eh It keep on suppressing the humble mana??s opinion NAS VERSE 2 This lead into Swiss cheese When the 5th squeeze Mislead
you feelin me [Verse Two] I run with nothin but them woofer pushers, sittin on gold things 'drats give you slow brains who look like they on Soul Train
I chose to squeeze first I obviously ignored it cause my blood shall not spill Put you 6 feet deep in the dirt Destined to shine over the planet And watch your cold soul
down that old red dirt road [Verse 3] suicide sollution the confusion many lost souls are restin peices breezes blow through the trees they grab the trigger and squeeze