Will it make me feel even Will it make me feel right Will it solve all my problems Solve my life Make me a believer Make me a believer Lost Something
pills for you to swallow And no tomorrow This hate is bleeding in front of me Confused and bleeding in front of me Your life, bleeding in front of me We all fucking bleed
There's a dream that comes to me And it whispers all night long Telling lies of things to be And makes it all seem wrong Even sleep is choking me Am I
come my way, you might hear buckshots in the air Yeah, yeah, but we like this thug shit, but we like this thug shit But we like this thug shit, but we
, cut the games, me and my music we sleep and eat together. We hop in the Benz, get off in the winds, and we run the streets together. And we on a mission
bleed, yes indeed, im a ghetto boy, thats right everybody knows im a G, im what you niggas are supposed to be, burn rubber right after i burn a fuck nigga, fuck all
to rock me up an O I coulda sold for six, instead she sold me tricks So now I plead my case The cops all on me tryin to bleed my safe My pops all on me
rollin' hard You try to serve me, you'll get served wit' no regard I'm on a all night flight Swingin' these others, got these cluckers all on me Steady
[Styles P:] Dark forces, get on the level Cause you might see an iced out cross on the Devil Illuminati and Masons, what are we facing? See you at the
Come on, chop, chop, yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this, hidey ho Well, hello, howdy do, how are you? That's good Who me? Still hot, I still
[Cee-Lo] Come on Chop chop Mmm hmm Yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this Hidey ho Well hello, howdy do, how are you, that's good Who me, still
here And all the times we've ever crossed It was just to keep you here To try to be something you are not Like i have for you and promised too I know we
s Dirty rats pack gats for cheese bullets of breeze at light speed Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds Indeed, we let him bleed for
any harder than I do All the reasons I gave Excuses I made for you I'm broken in two All the things left undiscovered Leave me empty and left to wonder I need you All
you all dressed up with no place to go? She said she'd take us to a place where we could hear some hip hop But little did we know she meant the house
crossing n***ers out, like what im writin to spit but on the flip son, everything im writing is hits like the stick of green canabis that we twist then we
somethin' fully automatic double clips we dumpin' [Verse 5 Royce Da 5'9''] [DUMPIN!] Boy we hot Look at the dough we got broke, no we not you spoked
brains We ride in streets with Mafia ties We pop up by surprise like we playin +Hide-And-Go-Seek+ And I'm about to draw the line nigga, talk to your soldiers Cross
