Lyrics:
murder many men, but I ain't proud of my sins
We don't even like each other, for real, you know the deal, play pretend
With all this money made, I
'Cause there's a time for leavin'
And there's a time for stickin' around, hey
Right or wrong, you've got to live
So what you collect is what you give
P Diddy:
What's Going On
Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me
P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us
Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you
Pursued and hunted
For dissenting to hegemony
Tortured and murdered
I call it freedom and you blasphemy
So many lives lost by the hand
Of those who
reality so fuck the world before the world fucks me We live so many days of our selfish live making money by whatever means For sex, drugs, our sadistic
on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
It's for
I've tasted sour
And I've tasted sweet
Seen bitter days draw a tear
I've been swept off my feet
Seems I've been here many times before
Every time I
up my tone,
I had a lil' time so I wrote a lil' song.
Yeah this one's for you fuck niggas, fuck niggas
Yeah I'm talkin' bout them fuck niggas, fuck
V1
Oh
You still in the street
Didn't notice the city keeps growing up
Its older than me
Many men went through wars
cnd lost they lives
you, I believe a man is judged by what's in his heart, and not his bank account
So if this is what religion is, a big car, a suit and a tie
Then I
all this? Why things gotta be rough now?
But, you had so many break-ups, you can't believe
You go and break my heart that I forgive and I ain't leave
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me
" niggas know what time it is
(baby
'cause I got many lines for niggas of any kind, you know me
Holla, get crunk, get live with me
Brotha, don't make you as fly as me
Gotta get yo' ass up
fate although
This time I think I've met my match
Why all the dreams so hard to catch?
'Cause if you get in time
What it feels inside
We live right
payments to make
County building's on my ass
Tryna take my food stamps away
I beat yo' ass if you tell them social workers he live here
I beat yo' ass if
be a thief, she locked the doors when I was walking by
They must be whores 'cause the master rapes them and leaves
The child
So dead beat daddy was
life, your life
It could be the end of us
So maybe now's the time to say
That we will find a better way for our
Children to let them
Live in harmony
We
on the family
Exactly how many days we got lastin'
While you laughin' we're passin', passin' away
So y'all go rest y'all souls
'Cause I know I'ma meet you up
Being oppressed by fallacies
Well I am a whole new entity
No I am not your enemy
No I am just here to set you free
Remember the time when life was so
clearer? Everything's such a blur
It's not my turn, it's hers to get hurt
On a late-night, coming home from way too many train rides
Lace not as red as my
lies
It's my spell
With you my life's
So sacred and secure
I long to live for you
How many lives do I have to live
Without your touch on my skin
let our hair down, so to speak
And mock ourselves with tongue-in-cheek
And inside humour
So many times we have to pay
For having fun and being gay
It's
it all to win the fight
I had to fall so many times (oh-oh-oh)
Now I'm the last one standin'
Yeah, you know the code we gotta live by
Never mind
I can't see clearly?
I can't think 'cause it's too early
So many doubts frequent my mind all the time
Our lives in general are one in the same,
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