Don't believe the lies Read between the lines Seek and you will find The truth has been denied Don't believe the lies so easily Read between the lines
the town I'm at In a flash like that, recognize I'm back Strike a match, catch a fire, any moment I decide That's enough of all your lies, boy, your
What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that dies No cries for the punk, he got trunked and bombed Since he tried to steal, I chainsawed his arm I drink blood
last, oh lover I have an urge, I must kiss your hand The first symptoms of this woman's fragrance lies deep in my head So we slit our wrists and we join our blood
, ain't no comin' back Huntin' niggas from the past, we gon' settle this shit right here Fight to whoever blood be spilled first Who will be the nigga
It's in the eyes of the children As they leave for the very first time And it's in the heart of the soldier As he takes a bullet on the front line It'
my dick when I was the brokest But notice, I got a little mail now 'Cuz everybody bump L U N I Z like hell now You just a busta brown an' blood you
't you know it don't make no sense? [ Mike G ] Cigarette's pokin blood pressure Somebody's gettin paid cause they're all insured Second step to your mind, first
6:15 a.m, the truck pulls out of the Post office on Lankershin and Wilsher Now it makes one stop before it goes to Sacramento Which is a mail drop-off at First
A waking world of innocence So grave those first born cries When life begins with needles and pins It ends with Swords and Knives Oh dangerman, oh dangerman
of me with you A part of me with you [Royce Da 5'9"] It's like it's a, urban legend, his mistake Her confession; how 'bout it for a first impression
Approached the bench with teary eyes Tryin to con the jury Christ said those of you without sin, cast the first stone Those of you without ends, blast the first
ones I hate barely know what my name is Have no clue that I'm armed and dangerous Willing to spill my blood to be famous Willing to spill my blood to
villain Guerilla warfare killing Amplifies, fear tears blood embedded in mud Daddy falls to the accuracy intricate of a scud Black gold soul, patriots told nothing but lies
in the streets gettin' high Give thanks for your life because yo things will change Ghetto people suffering will soon in-herit the game The last will come first and the first
by your genocide And history hides the lies of our civil wars D'you wear a black armband when they shot the man Who said, "Peace could last forever"? And in my first
the game and this life, what this thug about One of the last real niggas trying to get in the game But the verse on the first on the strip getting paid
to the grave [Verse 1] Cowards en traced all this anger and hatred Gon' make me damage abrasion my attitude is very impatient Nigga crossed me, first