Chorus 2:] Nothing left when I'm gone We've been together for much too long Call it pain ... and I'll never trust no one Trust no one Betrayed by yours
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heart You trick your lovers That you're wicked and divine You may be a sinner But your innocence is mine Please me, show me how it's done Tease me, you are the one
can you be so damn sure That this way is the right one to go? How do you know? So whatever may hide in the dust In you and your senses I trust I can
alive, I got by with my life! [Layzie Bone] Everytime I look around it seem like Im in trouble, pressured by the devil. Lord I love You and I really trust
not understand But, you may have to rewind this shit a few times Heaven, Heaven Check it out I know tomorrow ain't a promise That's why I live one day
can't even feel No one you can trust 'cause no one's for real No one's for real Father forget us or father forgive us Giving us faith and then calling us sinners
you done bought that bitch Don't trust her Don't trust her, don't trust that bitch Now do you love your bitch or do you trust your bitch? Don't trust
is government, in God we trust, sinners repent Yeah voice of God is government, the voice of God is government Voice of God is government, in God we trust, sinners
In time Bible in the closet collecting dust (dust) Mama on crack, now who ya gonna trust (trust) Daddy, daddy drinking that Vodka and Rum (rum) Guzzling down that One Fifty One (One
't play ball and my Timb's is small Can't buy trees with government cheese I rather be where its breezy, niggas bubbling ki's My moms got two jobs one
trust in her, trust in him, trust in them, and then Trust in men, trust in sin, trust in friends You trust in her, trust in him, trust in them, and then
't be shit (I won't be shit) I eat shit; I cut my veins and then I bleed shit Plus kid, no man can be trusted I lusted for the spare custard I see the
fucked up It's kill or be killed Get buck or get fucked up, nigga 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 hit it one more time Follow my, ghetto commandments Follow my, ghetto
road of our destiny And the time comes to choose which it gonna be The wide and crooked, on a straight barrel We got one push to give and one life to
our destiny And the time comes to choose which shall it be The wide and crooked or the straight and narrow We got one voice to give and one life to live
of our destiny And the time comes to choose which shall it be The wide and crooked, or the straight barrel We got one voice to give and one life to live
