see the cost of our needs. Think about the choices you make. There's no need for the blood they bleed. ON OUR HANDS! What does it take for you to survive? ON OUR HANDS
siblin rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me Dude I just think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on
royal”, so I have some respect in my hood ( ! ) fights in our blocks, have a job and then relax Put our clips and our claxons, all we do – we just
in love When youi??re falling, falling Just doni??t let go When youi??re falling, falling Just doni??t let go Lets not lose this change Hold on to my hands
I don't even know his name I laid hands on her I'll never stoop so low again I guess I don't know my own strength Just gonna stand there and watch me
get the shakes My body aikes when I aint With you I have zero strength Theres no limit on how far I would go No boundries no lengths Why do we say that
reaching out for me, and I'm reaching out for you I'm just so fu-ckin' depressed I just can seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this
'd find someone to be mine Lord knows I was right cuz you just crossed the line Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine I used to say I never
people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time 50 cent, come on! Bounce now, hands up, you know how we do We make the club jump everywhere we go
There's too much on my plate And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for? a
's just what sluts do, How could it ever be just us two? Never loved you enough to trust you, We just met and I just fucked you, But I do know one thing
these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we
to sell 'em I ain't "acid rap," but I rap on acid Got a new blow-up doll and just had a strap-on added WHOOPS! Is that a subliminal hint? NO! Just criminal
they're back on stage the next night with me Dude I just think they're tryin to steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
(Chorus: 50 Cent) My buddy, my buddy Wherever I go, he go My buddy, my buddy Can run for your life on the stick up out the window My buddy, my buddy
we cast define our soul purpose. therefor our wings must be broken it's in our hands and we need everyone's attention, that hand in hand we will walk
washed your hands clean of this You're essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me You're kind of my protaagaa and one day you'll say
price then I won't fucking pay dear. We will take our dreams straight to the grave. Go choke on this And on my words, And on us, And on my honesty.
