[Fiend talking] My Lord, I'm in a bad situation again First forgive me for my sins Past, present, and future I ain't eat in a couple days All I'm trying
Come take a ride with my enemy and I As we getting high watching days go by Looking at my life and all the struggles I survive My enemy and I down to
?Hello? ?Girl what's wrong calm down? ?Tell me what's wrong, slow down, slow down, slow down, calm down? ?Slow down, slow down? ?Girl, he didn't call
Fucking around in a crap game Niggas think I'm soft 'cause now I'm in the rap game And I don't hang out as much, bang out dope cuts Standing on stage
[Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?] E-40: Our age, five-years-old we were young
Why do you love to lick my wounds Why do you love to twist my pain Why do you love to suck! my life Why do you look so dead Kill me I'm a dope fiend Do
Ya'll niggaz know one thing out there This rap game is just like the dope game P told ya watch yo friends, but I'm telling ya to umm [Chorus x2] Watch
You never rid the butterflies The hate you feel, you can't disguise It's animal, it's chemical It's only human to hit so low Well, I know what you need
SUKARUMIRUYOONE! Hushururu Hushururu dokugasu huhaishuu makichirasu Zonbi Zonbi teshitawa mina doro doro Hashi kara tenraku bakkuattaku misebatoku niwa
doggs don't heal Uh, I'm the ghetto vet, my partner car pullisin', lately listenin' back I woulda turned firm when a mack that would didn't blast Fiend
Things crawl in the darkness That imagination spins Needles at your nerve ends Crawl like spiders on your skin Pounding in your temples And a surge of
can i get some air to breath? we're suffocating ourselves with mediocrity. we lose the battle daily. cemented in sentiment. sentimentally yours, my dying
My Guy and Patches Can only hope to match The evil propaganda that her pen can dispatch And she better love him good Or she'll take it on the chin A woman
Young Thugs in this motherfucker Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
I think of you every minute of just about every other day It's funny but the tv dosen't seem to make my thoughts about you go away Every time I think
I walk by your house while you're laying in bed Thoughts of rescuing you, race through my head I'd rip my heart out of my chest and hold it for you to
In your beady eyes I don't make the scene Well, you're right if being part Of your teenage soap opera's What you mean Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate
I loved you for the minute when you decided to tell me the truth I heard you and that night I cried for you I know that you're alone just like everyone