Search results for 'cant stop gotta date with hate by lostprophets' Page #268

off, he like, ""but, but, but""
Back in the day, Jack, I was yo' mans
And now you got bands, so share with the clan
I done been stabbed in the back by

to the tension, no it ain't no baecations
Huh, ain't that what fate said?
I can't stop, how ironic that the drank red
I'll have my super gremlin pull up off

associated
With the greed Lust insinuates her desire to lead my soul
Towards the fire Gotta cut it off before I lose myself
Kept breaking down, was screaming

knew
Like obama did gotta stay up on my grind for my lil kid
My life my way im making it
Should i feel fear when they still hate
Still us treat like

Work! (Yeah!)
Work! (Yeah!) Work! (Yeah!) Work (Yeah!) Work! (Yeah!)
WORK WORK WORK!

Can't a monkey stop us in this bar game
The guitar lickin the far

shoulda waited for me
Swear to god, I feel it taking hold
Had to stop, but couldn't wait to go
One up on me with the platinum records
But now I think you

their Rugers
But I do nothing but work
Watch me lacing my boots up
Utilizing my labor yet shouting hate with their crew cuts
I came to this country with

thought I love
"I can't wait on you"
If you gotta lie 'bout how you fuck with me
I'm straight on you
For real, I'm knowin' shit ain't a hunnid
'cause I can

Y'all can't keep up with my moxie
Moxie moxie moxie moxie
From the 707
A weed smoking heaven
Buddha got me lifted paranoia got me stressing
Shifted views

to win[01:35.49]Can't depend on nobody[01:37.04]Probably fucked my bro, probably[01:38.55]Chase the bag, all by my lonely[01:40.01]Long live my granny, know she bout bout

Don't listen and scroll past it
Can't do business with the opps
I said it's only the family
They rapping just for the Grammy
I'm doing it for the family

a con-vic-tim of the system
Got a lot on my plate
And Just can't relate to all the hate
So I'ma just stay half the way sober
Lay this track and escape with all my

to go away
Lock me up forget me, on this
My grief holds death fuck it on my death I
Despise It all I want you to know
I Held on to your soul
I fuckin hate

lacking it
Fueled by hate can't you tell that you're gassing it?
Underground but I dig till your casket fit
Underdog like your pet when his back is flipped

visions clear as LED
And every year it gets more vivid,
Ooohh, you know the devils livid,
Can't stop a brother from living
He always working overtime

class can’t stop just keep going like I got no patience
I’m not even gon celebrate whenever I finally make it
Fuck the clout I don’t even wanna be famous

Tell me God, what I hate on my demeanor Went from the field straight to the booth
I bet this track gon' do some meters Sub it ain't hard, I gotta see

the partment
We dropping deposits
They hate cause I'm popping
Know they can't stop me
No rolling stone bitch you know how I'm rocking
Love on me cause I'm

Don't think you with me since you not with him
Who got the top spot bouta swap with him
Million dollar phone call you can't conference in
Oh that's ya man

for a thot, I be lettin' up
I can't do that
Nigga ducked when I aimed at his durag
And that by had his pole
But ain't 'oot back
Like who do that
I be

(Don't Blink)
We taking it by force
With hostile intentions
Hostile
Hostile, yeah
(Hostile)
(Councel)
(Hostile) 
(Hostile)
You don't know left from

Yeah
Woah
Aye this world gon break my heart so many times
Out of place and out of line
Some days I wouldn't have survived but by your grace I'm still

was cold but I guess you a heater
Classy mommy can't fuck with no treesha
Bout you i'd just call me a creeper
If Life is a movie let's make it a squeal

livin with shame and hate 
Listen to the kids at school the next day
You're so lame 
Teeth ain't straight 
Gimme that money that you just made 
Take your