here? Could you care, that I'm scared to be so alone? Is a womb or a tomb meant for me? Could you care, could you? Could you care, would you? In your mind, do you
, yes, I won't leave yet Serial style, cereal all I need's Chex I can make these rappers run like a hard drill Rock band, show you how the guitar feel And I could care
classy that ain't classy that ain't classy You want it you need it I got it you want you need it I got it , cause this is how its going down , you want it you
Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, 'cause you could
you girls out there, that fit my rhyme You'd better think twice before you jump on mine Little girl's so thick, you might think she's grown But if you
puff indo, fool how could you refuse I do not be fuckin' wit' broke bitches like you But only if you knew my gang I?d have you running trains through
here) Anybody care? (Don't nobody care) We jokers,jokers,jokers Anybody here? (Everybody here) We got the gear (Crank up right here) Anybody care? (Don't nobody care
It's all in you It's all for you It's all in you It's all that's left to do That's why it's all in you It's all for you It's all in you It's all that
guess you must've known it would someday Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint I'm glad to see you're still alive and you
Mad man my sanity is goin' like an hourglass Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryin' to bag grams I got hoes that used to milk you Niggaz who could've killed you
hour And you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flower As you creep towards the closet you're so careful not to wake him And you choose
not a pessimist, im a realist, when you think you on, I go and hit the killswitch, Drummer rockin, he's ill bitch, if they sleep dont wake em just drill
angelical Ninja when ya blink You'll need a shrink, how da fuck did you think Dat I could be sniped nigga? See you fuckin' right I'm mo' try to kill ya, straight drill
Yeah, you knowwhatimean? 'Cause yo, this right here Is called Knowledge of Self When you apply that to yourself, you know yourself You understand, yo,
Open up your eyes The cold clutch of death's hand He could care less about your life As Hell's Chariots come to carry you away You finally realize
matter how low I have to go I'm gonna love you I'm gonna love you Baby, you're my love, my everythin' You are my soul, the only thing That can make
