how much fucking longer can this go on how many more lives ruined and completely fucking wasted to ensure there is no fate to capitalism or those who
others decorate the show [Pre-chorus:] Now i'm haunted by ghosts from the past Where did they go Was it me or my imagination 'cause i'm all alone [Chorus
niggas that hate cause they ruining the mob I choose got bruise when I toss that guy out in the squad while they flossing the cars we busting and turn into god [chorus
Now I'm fiending like I'm on something Girl don't hold it from me Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya I ain't the type to ruin your life By running
, nothing) You still want some ? (naw) Send the rest of yo gumba's and take it to the streetz (naw we don't won't no problems, we don't got no problems) {chorus
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes She can ruin your faith with her casual lies And she only reveals what she wants you to see She
I'm thinkin' only baby About scorin' your peice of ass They buy the channels on TV And visit every place they see And ruin it instantly Greedy awful
, used to lose it in the mental, Now I'm using my potential, for bruising instrumentals, I'm a bad natured human, bound to stagnate in ruin, Till these
're only charging a buck fifty for imperial pints, And I'm feeling alright, this place is kind of cool man, I'm hoping tonight, nobody acts the fool and, Ruins
always come around and get in my way A lot of talk , a lot of shit, i can't take it anymore, i can't stand it And it's you, who's always ruining my
myself? (CHORUS 1) I?m so afraid of you, wo oh! I don?t know what I?m doing I?m totally infatuated with you It?s gonna end in ruin (VERSE 2) So what
I open my eyes, just far enough, I can see what you're doing. Go on, fight to the end, it's tough enough When you're on the road to ruin. yeah! [ chorus
walkin down the street wit a glock an my loons ain't to be played in this game nigga I'm hurtin 'em. *(Chorus)* *(Ric Roc talking during chorus)*
streets lay yo ass on yo back Plat nigga dig that Lil skinny nigga bout it Think you can fuck wit me I doubt it Hit you up wit heated flames [Chorus
[Chorus: Bizzy Bone] Let us be all we can be Baby it's only me; nothin but mud, spirit, indeed me Let us be all we can be Baby it's only me; nothin but
phone here Get off the wire everything is good here Stop what you are doingyou don't wanna ruin the sex that you got to find a new one Chorus
small, dark and empty. Chorus: My friends turn to me - wonder what I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. I said "Leave me alone I'm just building a ruin
down below" Fresh air is all I need, then I'll go Chorus: Leading up the road to ruin You're full of alcoholic speed Leading up the road to ruin No last