own happiness 'cause I'm insane and my chains are hurting me I think I'm tired of this, Tired of this ... Living in a world of make believe, That's the way you make
own happiness Cuz I'm insane and my chains are hurting me I think I'm tired of this, Tired of this ... Living in a world of make believe, That's the way you make
my own happiness Cuz I'm insane and my chains are hurting me I think I'm tired of this, Tired of this ... Living in a world of make believe, That's the way you make
shit that got us here [Young Noble] Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make Every jail I break, every mill' I ate Head to head, whoever hustle hardest
So we can dance if you want lies How easily we are deceived, how easily we believe lies I will not run out of ammo, no more bowing my head If every
ember, something black burning it's way out of me. Searing the flesh, pain is the only thing I feel, scars all I see. Oh no the fire's burning my insides
soul? A wounded man's desire Out of control Pride: I can't believe you're giving up That's not your way I can't believe you'd pass the chance to make
HAHHH!) Stretch and extending, for flexin is impending It's not mind-bending or *?refriending?* to keep remembering (HMMM!) Cos everybody's people gonna die, or believe
us all that we should join the klan I truly believe you're deaf dumb and blind I believe you're unable to look I truly believe you're really out of your
driver's head in the chin see When I approach rappers be takin notes I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat Absolut, I love to burn to the roots
they make feel They try to fill my head with questions They all doubt you but I know your real If it takes time then I’ll be patient Know that I will still believe
I know you want it but you love yourself too much Your hearts on fire but your head is a rut You best believe it, I ain't ever giving up When I make
lil' slugger Callin' me head busta Run with me K - blucka Niggas done fled from-a... ...me infrared, sucka If him wan' play, busta,... ...come make me
mattress? Now she’s lying to my face, Eyes burning up, like her words was mace... I don’t even hear, what she was trying say, Song' playing in my head
clique don't argue You ain't my crew, who are you? Beat it 'fore we take off make sure you all seated In Billboard read it, believe it (Chorus) [G
You think you read minds? You better watch where you're putting those hands, You better stop if you're making more plans 'Coz everything you do makes
my clique don't argue You ain't my crew, then who are you For we take off make sure that your seated Billboard read it believe it Make this money, take
mattress Now she's lying to my face Eyes burning up like her words was mace I don't even hear what she was trying to say Song playing in my head, irreplaceable
