, oh? Oh, I've got to get the hell out of here Get my shit off the ground, knock this place down So far, far away, I just bleed don't ask me to repeat
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Or dying away (i've got to get the hell out of here, Get my shit off the ground, knock this place down. So far, far away, i just bleed...don't ask me
the rugged ruff shit that the hard rock need Lyrics must contain more then just clothes bitches and weed thinkin' how you like to see the next man bleed
As they thank the Lord the blind can't see Like a plague fed to the brain, deadly disease But it wasn't a sin, a sorry life in judging every action
the ammo or go mano-a-mano Kweli is you wit me? (Whattup whattup?) Let's make it happen I *BURN* through your argument with action My eyes stay fastened
Great white eyes Bleed away the Trembling sound No more time Body spasm deep And passing Acid flesh Human river stepping Stones of Love and death A
some action In actuallity I keeps it real in the streets Remininsin' younger days Over gangsa ass beats And I, Hit the weed Til myeye balls bleed
more important is what i'm not doing. theirs less to apologize for. non-action
bright, snow white Rolled to a rave And steal a mother fucker's glow light Keep my dough right Man these white lines bite Make me bleed out my mother
fittin to do to me/ in the middle of your speech ima sweep you off your feet, to sleep Fuckin with these thugs/ thinkin ya'll don't bleed blood Ima
Try me, if you feelin' lucky And you think you wanna fuck with me, come on (Niggas on the thugline, thugline, thugline) Try me, every action's guaranteed
of humor Gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit Remember that just keep ya head up Our lifesytle's be close caption, addicted to fatal attraction Pictures and actions
feed her, hopin she's lose her seed Held tight, knowing the fight would live through this seed In need of a doctor, from her stomach she's bleed Out
you rocking with them or us Deep love or cheap lust QB or bust Infamous til we pass on You're laughing at the wrong kid I take action The fam are confidants
old with the sea So we were terrified of water And of all the sons and daughters No one dared to see On the banks of the coastline I tracked a bleeding
His actions speak nothing but lies Intoxicated eyes And lonely hearts Are held accounted for Disease eats inside Nothing left to hide The sun starts
just let it roll Mother fucking shit god damn asshole Ain't nuthin like pimping just don't quit Mother fuck you damn shit head bitch Lights, camera, action