Lyrics:
was raised from dead, call it God's plan
cnd I don't know what I want
But I know that I want it
persecute me persecute me persecute me
for speaking
I'm what you call a dead rockstar
I know they'd love to see me in a cop car
It's hard to love, but when I do I love hard
I took her her and I jumped
tha p now
See now tha road get shaky but you can't break
Watch out for them hoodrats, snakes
'Cause E told me a little story that left me kinda hurt
said and done
Gotta put my name in the middle of the road
Open boxes, a pair a day
Mine don't come in pearl yet
Got a party out in the UK
I'mma hit
would Rather laugh at all my
Scars, the pit that they had dug And throw me in left in the dark, They just left me
There for dead without even Having
true-ish
Buried under tulips
Soul left me shoeless
All my friends are dead, left me with the coolest ghoulies
Younger me was foolish
Wide eyed and curious
the way I'm helping you
If you really want to pay me back
Here's what you do
Don't let the chain of love end with you.
Well, a few miles down the road
Rizzle.
Ya know what I'm saying?
Check it out, like, Living Legends, Def Jux, if you don't know, now you're informed.
Be better prepared for the next
everywhere
And I don't want a highway just a nice stretch of road
And I don't need to see where the rest of it goes
And sometimes I think there ain't no way
the pain
You could've been my hero if you listened, just saying
No respect for you, zero, you don't need to explain
I was just another thing you didn't want
the pain
You could've been my hero if you listened, just saying
No respect for you, zero, you don't need to explain
I was just another thing you didn't want
I rather roll by myself, I rather smoke by myself
Why would I put my trust in you, when I cant trust myself
I rather be a dead than a broke nigga
I
nobodies
Buying likes need to kill theyself
Last of a dying breed
Yeah the only nigga left
On the road to riches
Fucked up must've missed a step
Call himself
I love you
Turn my headphone down a little bit, yeah
For so many reasons
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I do), yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah,
and some bad lies
Another night alone
I'm sitting by the phone
Deciding whether or not to call hell
And get this show on the road
My head is spinning with
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
Some Say I'm Crazy For
don't, who will?
For my love I would leave the show
I'd go ahead the road
For now on I'll try to know
For my love I would build my world
Just to believe
peeped the fake love
Even though i stayed
I just realized
It's no one by my side
On the road
I'm all alone
It's just me
Myself and i
Bend or fold
No never
growing up
I come by to see you ask you for ten dollars
And you wanna talk about how I was raised
You don't know nothing about how I was raised
This world
responsibility for
I'm sorry for the times that I left you home
I was on the road and you were alone
I'm sorry for the times that I had to go
I'm sorry for
responsibility for
I'm sorry for the times that I left you home
I was on the road and you were alone
I'm sorry for the times that I had to go
I'm sorry for
that I don't crash this whip
Steady going one fifty down the fucking strip
Passing all the opposition's cause they're already dead
Ptsd up in my head got
He can’t be me that’s for sure
Baby your dead to me
I
Hate all your energy
I
You don’t mean shit to me
Baby your baby your
Baby your dead to me
I
Hate
holding out
I'll be where I ought to
I am after the prescription to get you out of my head
If it weren't for my friends I know that by now I'd be dead
It
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