wrong try to sing me your ego song you're one of them my war you're one of them you say that you're my friend but you're one of them my war this is my war
wrong Try to sing me your ego song You're one of them My war You're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them My war This is my war
译文: 我破产. 我的战争.
ll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands So we make jokes back home and we lighten the mood But growing up my parents saw what sending
're tryin' to ruin me Quicker the copper The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya We shot ya, we shot ya, hey, my niggas boxed ya My nigga, we all
this I clutch my fo-fifth, I puncture yo shit I blast a nigga, plastic bag stick a nigga Got love for no nigga, now that's yo ass nigga It's war, so
of a private prison You never trust a millionaire quoting the sermon on the mount I used to think I was not like them but I'm beginning to have my doubts My
On my TV Violent images flash across my screen A world of hate Staring at the rise in murder rate I can't believe what we've become Is all hope lost to
for you I look down on this race I created And all I see is violence and hatred I shake my head as I whizz by in my space ship The world is like my
hit a nigga up in his car shit, this war bitch Somehow I feel we need more of the thing Instinct to get that paper, know it's all in my vein You rookies
alive you would never get by All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills And what kind of mothafucker ruins
were still alive you would never get by All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills and what kind of mothafucker ruins
somethin' home To quiet the Stomach rumblings My demeanor Thirty years my senior My childhood Didn't mean much Only raisin' green up Raisin' my fingers to critics Raisin' my
Can't stand it no more The people dying Crying for help for so many years But nobody hears Better end soon my friend It better end soon my friend Can
in the world the paper reads today Another war is in the brewing But what about the lives of yesterday And the many happy families that have been ruined My niece is a hooker and my
it's all irrelevant As I get older, gotta build my own intelligence Teacher, what are you doin'? Is it my rhymes that you're really tryin' to ruin? Back
