Lyrics:
the Garden of Emotions
ROMAN WARRIOR: Take up arms and follow me!
BARBARIAN: Hey, who are you to take the lead?
ROMAN WARRIOR: I will keep you all from harm!
wasn't in his face he probably be callin' me names
Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you
Follow the rules stay
the mold
Reject by design
Yeah I lost my soul
Yeah I lost my mind
Can't do what I'm told
I'm too far behind
Heart been beating cold
But still working fine
restless mind,
Oh, no
and love and lunacy are intertwined,
I Know
So I reject your love for me and all that it entails
Cos I am menaced by
it
Nigga I live it (no bloodclat gimmicks) blow
Soul survive cut me a slice of American Pie
Piece by piece, bit by bit
'Fore it all falls down in
You only get one life
That's enough if you do it right
Opinions don't phase me
Your hate ain't gonna change me, no
But I ain't gotta explain
all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga
You touch me, I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers didn't think I forgot
Hell nah, I ain't forgot,
want to us)
(And that we won't retaliate?)
Protect my motherfuckin' self, by any means necessary (right)
'Cause you don't know me, I don't know you
little secret, All-American reject
She don't wanna talk unless she can hit the eject
I wanna talk unless I can hit the reset
I'm a demon, never was what
and stumble at the Chateau
Later, I hear John's
Body got carried out
Ice cream was a code word
Told to me by a code man
These nice hotels
I don't know
yourself little girl,
It don't go nowhere at all,
It's nothing more than a tape loop in a big dance hall.
You've got me running
You've got me running
My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother's people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The white man always called me
a reset
All American baby im reject
And my price high
Thats cus I bring checks
Tell me how I'm supposed make it
When everybody faking
Baby does it ever get
your way, c'est la vie sweet baby
Here's hoping that you don't hate me
Who knows, you might just maybe miss me out there
It ain't about who's right
want to defend me
It makes me want to live when it's time to die
Y'all see my point?
I don't mean to come on strong but I am concerned
I believe
the lyrics?
I know the flow's disturbing
I know for certain just because you know all about the artist
Don't mean you know the person; you don't know me
I
Burned by frustration
Emaciated from apathy
You take control of your bitterness
Just to let it all out on me
Every time you stand against me
I see
of everything that's bad
Let's teach their kids to hate themselves, that's what's right
If suicide from white guilt don't get em', there's new laws passed
Why do
But give me all of the fortune
I don't want the fame and fortune
Okay, give me the fame and fortune
Maybe give me just a portion of the
Fame. But give
of nothin'
Ooh, I could hate you now
It's quite alright to hate me now
When we both know that deep down
The feelin' still deep down is good
If I could
The champ is here
The champ is here
You can hate me I don't care
All y'all wanna pile on me
Make it hard for me to breathe
Throw sand in my eyes
And make it
the American working population
Hate the nine-to-five day-in day-out
When we'd rather be supporting ourselves
By being paid to perfect the pasttimes
That we
all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga
You touch me, I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers didn't think I forgot
Hell nah, I ain't forgot,
Don't cha go
I've been there and I've seen them drinkin' now
Thinkin' all the time that they're going to school
Well, maybe some day they might learn
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