Are you ashamed? Bite your lip and see if you feel anything I need you to hear what I have to say It's because of you I can't be who I always wished to
Here Alone In Tears, Now Days And Weeks Gone By Still It Feels The Same, I Wonder What Made It Go Wrong Loneliness And Silence And My Soul Is Aching, Torn
send shots straight to your melon, wait! It gets worse, baby momma water burst Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on Though my heart still torn
my journey 'Cause all lying and declining you, know that I'm off I ain't trying to go to when it was all that Boy, when you had me, you really know how to act
like where's ya heart at I'm lack as communcations, to the nation I wanna talk 'cause, bitch wuz born to hawk, won't slove ya town And get torn apart
times I don't run I don't flee I don't fight I don't make fun but don't flex my might I don't act dumb but don't shine my light I sit down on the ground
(spoken) Fiyero! (sung) Eleka nahmen nahmen Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen Eleka nahmen nahmen Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen Let his flesh not be torn Let his
Chances roll away from me Chances are all they hope to be Don't get me wrong I'd never say never 'Cause though love can change the weather No act of
park 20 miles apart Doc is like bad weather reports but i'll walk If your not from the tri-boro, story settled I pack gordy metal for those who act fool
miles apart Doc is like bad weather reports but I'll walk If your not from the triboro, story settled I pack Gordy metal for those who act fool Big fish
a hundred degrees with my coat on Playing with a dynamite stick, where did I go wrong? Somebody pull the fire along when Jonny stomp If ya lukewarm leavin' ya clothes and boots torn
, I'm tired of yo' shit, nigga! I'm tired of you comin' in at 3 o'clock in the fucking mornin' (Yo, yo, yo, yo) Nigga, you got a family here You act like
memories) You gotta let the tears fall for this one (so many memories) Breath (so many memories) 9-27-82 born Look into my eyes I'm so torn Slow down
Escape from the clone lab, fugitives spook black With finesse in you, it?s the knowledge from way back The prophet of the page don?t eat right till it all cracks Blackboy rappin? from the pages torn
your front, show your teeth, smokin' blunts Rappers cancel shows, ran away with stunts Your manager scared, with ghetto mugs starin' at him Your crew pressured more, to even act
place It was a set up, professionally how he got wet up Closed casket service; the guy said he jerked eminem, and coolio Plus korn - machine guns had his ligaments torn
I was told 'cause I didn't witness the whole act In and out was the movement of the bozack It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin' Then the nut came
aight) Now them 70 niggas? 30 gon' hate us That's why I play the role, keep control and throw them off wit' these dirty gators See time was torn 'cause