heart in flames boiling blood in my veins, Alert and focus on all I can obtain. They say we?re born to lose but I?m sure that we can win. You are the
in flames boiling blood in my veins, Alert and focus on all I can obtain. They say we?re born to lose but I?m sure that we can win. You are the one
This is the first day of my life I swear I was born right in the door way I went out in the rain Suddenly everything changed their spread Blankets on
X Got niggas like what's next and then Hit 'em again, you cats aint never gon' win I was here before most of y'all careers were born I'll be here when
a way to fight One hope for all mankind B Verse 1: We're gonna take control Dancing is your weapon Let your moves unfold Kill 'em with your steppin' We can win
letting go my dad didn't let go and neither did these contestants Holding on to a dream Trying to keep hope alive You can reach out to me You can reach
mon) The doctor said I need about three weeks of recovery but the nurses is lovin me Sayin the best part of the day is my half Feedin me breakfast, and givin me
and not enough to win Though you built your house upon the rock and not upon the sand You're still looking out your window for another travelin' man. Born, born, born
And not enough to win Though you built your house upon the rock And not upon the sand You're still looking out your window For another traveling man Born, born, born
Aight, yeah (Hot shit!) E-40 (Um I'm goin') Let me breathe on ya man, let me speak upon a man Let me teach you somethin' about this game (Mmm) Let me
ever been, you can never win Made my way through Hollywood, fashion world adores me Music's my first love, but nine to five bores me Love me or hate me
joy as baby test his lungs My daddy's not there where he ought to be Somewhere in Georgia, skinning and shooting craps on his knees Another victim born out
but the rent Yeah play on play that Play on play on, 'coz I like it No diggity, no doubt, yeah Blackstreet productions We out, we out right We out, we out
for war. If you a hustla, make your dough. If you a gansta, let your gun smoke. Krayzie: Took a trip out to Texas and I find real niggas, remind me
water, let this muthafucka burn, baby, and I know they hate me, say lately, Layzie actin' shady. Hey, it's the #1 Assassin [that's me], they just can
