My arms hit the water past the disappearing shore I was swimming my way to the liquor store This is the cause, the root of my anger
save My arms hit the water past the disappearing shore I was swimming my way to the liquor store This is the cause, the root of my anger
Me against tha world It's just me against tha world Ooohhhhh It's just me against tha world Me against tha world Cause it's just me against tha world
is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they come for me they find a struggler
my ka, how much longer must I wait? in the garden of emotions [hippie] I roam the universe in cosmic meditation to find my inner me I'm getting high
the beast I ask so politely, please just let me be But the next thing I remember, I'm staring at the ceiling Someone please, help me call security Was on my
days are gone I see them fade Filth runs in every new day I learned to mute the anger I never thought I would be there again a moment, a dead end I
don't get in my way My nigga! Callin' me head busta! Callin' callin' me killer! (Hook [Lil' Wayne]) Them callin' me killer Them callin' me head busta
There was a time I tried to kill a man Just for lookin' at me wrong Anger so strong I couldn't stop myself But I was killin' myself one shot at a time
Streets of anger, trouble and crime I had it hard, had to sleep in my car sometime But I never let another player see me down I kept my front up, my
Just give me the money and who the fuck to do Four blocks away my aim's clean Night scope on a silence carbine Place my cross hairs on my vic's eye Squeeze
me in harmony, I try peace. Eternally bless my soul, Lord, and everybody that rides with me: it's from me to you. It's from me to you [me to you
can see If maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me Bitin' on me, why you want me to show a nigga leatherface in me Don't fuck around nigga he's a
five deep as I strike at a quick pace I got the evil of my dead nigga trapped in my mind So my soul is a threat to all mankind Born to kill, I'm wicked
wanna do The alias East Bay Gangsta, you can catch me peelin' caps Known for killin' every muthafucka dead in my raps Nigga, so gimme the clip and let me pow one 'Cause
made my mark with permanent marker I've made history like the Spanish armada You can't say that my style ain't harder, hot like Nevada I ain't dead
dead man A hole through your headband My gat's in my right hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk Cypress Hill worldwide, you just a local Don't anger
