away, well I can Its all in your head Its in your head Sad but its true Its inside you Keep wallowing in your misery Its all in your head I know
it's not me It's all in your head It's in your head It's all in your head It's all in your head It's all in your It's just inside of you It's just inside
, well I can It's all in your head It's in your head Sad but it's true It's inside you Keep wallowing in your misery It's all in your head I know that
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away, well I can It's all in your head It's in your head Sad but it's true It's inside you Keep wallowing in your misery It's all in your head I know
think I'll up my high by slittin your throat Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your
I But see the difference is, if it is, I could give a shit Still gonna conduct motherfuckin business as usual Egos aside `fore I bruise `em all Swallow your
I'll hit yo' ass like the train did that bitch that got "Banned From TV" -- heavyweight hitter Hit you watch your whole head split up Loco-is-the-motion
I think I'll up my high by slittin your throat Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your
I catch your message In my answering machine Your voice in my head Brings a smile on my face And before it May be I should remember To get hesitate to
foe and quell this land [roman] you cannot kill what's already dead [barbarian] whoever rivals me will lose his head [roman] you'll endenger all our
kneedeep mud You sink into that fuckin' smudge Stichy from all the fuckin' blood Medals, salutes, uniforms and eyes-left Promotion, honour, glory then death War Machine War Machine
and what you said What's going on inside my head Some days are made for smoking I'm not asking for much All I want is your full attention And your everlasting love Your
, 'come down now,' they'll say But everything looks perfect from far away, 'come down now,' but we'll stay... I tried my best to leave this all on your Machine
'Cos it felt Cypress Hill got no support at all We did the last Smokin' Grooves, but did it all with Sen and the old chemistry, just reared it's head
Taxied out of a storm To watch you perform And my ships were sailing I remember it well I was stood in your line And your mouth, your mouth, your mouth
You ready?! Lets go! Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!) [Chorus] This is ten percent luck
