Letras:
No Fun At All On My Way

I guess I'm on my way No reason left to stay Nobody to comfort me In my loneliest time Your love was all I had So joyful, never sad I never could understand

on my way No reason left to stay Nobody to comfort me In my loneliest time Your love was all I had So joyfull, never sad I never could understand Why you lost all

number, get in line, I'll tell you all where to go It's last call and here I am again in the hall I guess nobody gets my jokes at all It's no prize

Look at me now, pull up in the drop six Bitch in your block looked at my watch and she got sick Look at her now, all up in the cockpit Rolling my windows

I'm a killer on the run You broke my heart and now you're staring at my gun Click clack now watch me pull this trigger just for fun Was once a good

my way, then lay beneath the ground soon Violence is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin' your back, my

hustle all night long, there ain't no gain in rest 12 gauge close range, bloods on my chest I looked into his face, I thought he was my friend My boy

partner tried to play me and his cap, I peeled Now I rest with my finger on my heater Hand on my beeper, a light sleeper I low ride and I sag and cuss

players But I'm far from terrified 'Cause somehow I'm drawn to danger And have been all of my life It feels my heart's divided Half way between wrong