About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well, I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car
my mouth. You know where you can take your words? Away from me. I want to be a part. I know its nothing new. I want this fucking charade over. Lifes a
Перевод: Нет Предупреждение. День в жизни.
Please, reconsider 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody tonight But it's my life or your life And I'm a bomb first We Bomb first when we ride
breathe Steps I take Breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish? Cigar ashes Coaster Crystal glasses We mash on them jealous bastards With a
Too young to know Too old to listen You live your life inside a day dream Your lovers pride worn like a costume Too blind to see what you're missing
a nickle chums to bums Run away from home, running through the streets with a chrome -nigga, fuck that, you see I’m livin on my own -my life is based
wasnt finished Never got to say thank you for bein a friend Dawgs! for Life! and you, will role to the end Held dawg down didnt let a day go by Everytime
street lamp Seems to beat A fatalistic warning Someone mutters And a street lamp gutters And soon it will be morning I must think of a new life And I
day of my life I'm free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
here, huntin' you'll motherfuckin' Bitch ass niggaz down, it's a wrap niggaz, it's a wrap niggaz it's a wrap niggaz, it's a wrap niggaz A yo, this nigga
't run away, baby it's only life, don't lose your faith, don't run away, baby, it's only life (repeat), it's only life, it's only life, don't look away
try, try to disappear My life is for the taking Breakdown is awaking me I'm ending all this pain When you find me in the morning Hanging on a warning
I find meaning So I'm holdin' on I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on I'm barely holdin' on to you The broken locks were a warning You got inside my head
of hell Will we give warning, only time will tell Satan rears his ugly head, to spit into the wind I spread disease like a dog Discharge my payload a
storm that gathers here Listen to the wise man. I dreamed I saw on a moonlit star Spreading his hands on the multitude there A man who cried for a love
sense, To live your whole life for the dollars 'n' cents, Cuz this greed is killin' us by the hundreds, Ya sittin' on a million but ya still won' derin', I guess happiness aint a
