Lyrics:
so deep
You just don't know me
I'm on my own
I'm on my lonely
The feelings so deep
You just don't know mw
I'm on my own
I'm all alone
Born alone
You
Well I've got a car that's mine alone
That me and the finance company own
A ready-made pile of manufactured grief
And if I ain't out of gas in
Land Of Anger
I Didn't Ask To Be Born
Sadness, Sorrow
Everything So Alone
Laboratory Sickness
Infects Humanity
No Hope For Cure
Die By
name
Some girls will die for money
Some will die as their born
Some will swear they'd die for love
Some die every morn
I'll die alone
Away from
baby
Uh, come on y'all
It's still y'all same old dawg
Surviving Sickle Cell like bullets to the jaw
Fifty Cent power, for this shit I should get paid by
son
Stop looking at your friends cause they got something
If I die right now you're gonn' be alone
You gotta learn to stand tall on your fucking ground
Shooter
Ich lauf' durch die Stadt, alle gucken mich an
Alle Augen auf mich so wie 2Pac
Ich bin nicht 50 Cent, don't give my trust to many men
Lehrer,
THE DAWN TO NIGHTFALL)
BREATHING (ALWAYS FROM SPRING TO WINTER)
BREATHING (THE TREES ARE BORN AND DIE)
BREATHING (AND YOU ARE ALONE)
AND NOW LESS TIME YOU
year)
AC on blast, so I can wear my Cashmere
Everything's a flex when you were
Up next to die out
I used to crumble the noodles
Fifty cent for a pack
and I'm on my own
So why don't everybody just leave me alone!"
Now you stay at home, talking on the phone
Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone
need to get more rest, uh huh
Had me up all night now I must ready for sex, uh huh
You can't even lie, just say you were alone
Surrounded by darkness
to go, no matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone
Only thing they ever did wrong (yes, yes)
Was bein born black, in this white
Harlem but im balling laker
50 cent got 21 questions on my mind
Do you love me for me or do love whats mine
I just wanna be rich
Yeezys on my feet put
die before I’m born
I drove 50 miles on the highway to start my job at the deserted radio tower
A small empty shack with a giant antenna
And I was alone
through your windows or your door
Grab it by the tail
Yucca man
Yucca man
If I had a dollar--cut it in two--give you fifty cents
But the rock will
That's why you gotta watch your friends you
Got to watch me they conniving, shit
The first chance to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent
?
With cutting me and cutting out, you tell me why,
I die inside everyday I’m a shadow with two feet,
Where was you when I was left alone, with no food
?
With cutting me and cutting out, you tell me why,
I die inside everyday I’m a shadow with two feet,
Where was you when I was left alone, with no food
'till the cows come home
Going to the doctor just for fun
Somebody see my teeth? must have left them at home
Getting old alone by myself
Not
I need to be alone
I ride alone
And if it comes down to it, I'm a die alone
Two seater
Told your girl she can ride along
We smoking
Had to ask her
alone
I was born to roam
These cold dark streets alone
And I was born to die
Without you there by my side
I closed my eyes to the danger
Made friends
to die
And do we ask the lord
To rectify
Take me to the throne
Where am sitting all alone
IV been waiting since I am born
To gain it by my own
These lands
me yeah?
I don't want to be alone
I keep this hoe with me yeah
Keep the bro with me
And his chopper hold fifty yeah
I don't want to be alone
I keep
see me stroll by
In the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye
I'm sick now, I think I'm catching glaucoma
Standing on the corner, looking for weed donors
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