break away Nothing in common Except this simple hate How much do you think I know? I know enough Enough to know I want to get out Is this too much
care. its making me sick! How much do you think i know, I know enough. Enough to know I want to get out. Is this too much for you to do, make me lose
in common, except this simple hate. How much do you think i know, I know enough. Enough to know I want to get out. Is this too much for you to do, make
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do whatever circumstances require I care so much for you, didn't think I could I can't tell my heart that you're no good Well, my parents, they warned
callin? They just still ballin, they feelin lawless, we kill 'em all If it costs too much, we hun-ga-ry It means if you floss too much your gums'll bleed
we lost our way in California down in La they barely warn ya it all goes wrong oh it all turns bad I don't look back cause it hurts too much to see
can handle this My boy roc, can you handle this? My girl missy, can you handle this? DC, can you handle this? My ghettos you cant handle [Kelly] Barely
remarkable guy. he teaches little children in bedford sty. Act too nice they'll just spit in your eye. but they know he loves them. He doesn't make much
[big l] Yo once again it's the big l, that kid who got much props From killin corrupt cops, with motherfuckin buck shots So don't step to this, cause
, the pills I got they ask me Lets go out for a while And the knives up in the kitchen Are all too dull to smile Yeah, and the sun it tries to warn me
crime Now I'm trying to reach the youth, to preserve what's left There's a fork in the road, choose life or death There's too much stress, too many
at all? Well now I know too much But where was the warning? How can this be? I guess there are somethings We don't want to see. Where was the warning
a large, brown ungainly bird, waddles out of his shell while lifting Ida on his shoulders with an ignominious "honk!" He can?t quack like the others. He is much
am, laid down at the end of my rope Wishing I had not been born Now I've spewed too much, I can never shut it up I thought you should be warned And I
[Big L] Yo once again it's the Big L, that kid who got much props from killin corrupt cops, with motherfuckin buck shots So don't step to this, cause
laid down, at the end of my rope, wishing I had not been born. Now I?ve spewed too much. I can never shut it up. I thought you should be warned And I
about beef all the time Your content is weeker than mine Your dry lyrics need some e45 Bare mc's just lie too much If not then they say like too much