Reap my soul. I whisper cruel words that only I can hear. I dream in a never ending line of tragedy. disposition neckbraced by insecurity. Let freedom
Somehow I knew that this would end And then I finally found my way back home And this is all one master plan To keep us spinning down this endless well
I've always been the easy kill I guess I always will could it be that everything goes 'round by chance or only one wat that it was always ment to be you kill
, and every day I see you fall down on your knees It doesn't matter what I say You'll do what you do... In the forest for the trees. There's a halt on
out, ya never know when it's gonna chase after you (Chasing after you, and you never see it coming) (Chorus 2x) I ran through the trees and the woods
down a cherry tree President number two would be John Adams and then number three George Washington was the first, you see He once chopped down a cherry tree
an' Israeli-ans The top story, evenin' news I'm the shit, they been deceivin' you Drop the roof on the Coupe D'Ville, shoot to kill Ask niggas, Duke
'cause I got it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's gone Niggaz that got killed
moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for these bitches Yea, team select, please collect, G's connect Thieves nigga direct the trees
with these Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the breeze [Buckshot Shorty] Trees make my eyes bleed
get lay on your back It's about guns and drugs and hoes and club x2 Cypress Hill made a nigga understand How I could just kill a man? Long Beach out
wonder what it would be like To live some place like you know Piccass, B Show, Ozzy and Harriet You know what cops coming got your Cat out of the tree
i bet that AK 47 keep you ordaned you cant see weezy nor wayne im in the far lane, im running this sh-t - hundred yard gain uhhh, swag on infinity im killing
dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill
fuck your brother girl Rock Star Biotch Check out how we rock And if this ain't Hip Hop It must be Knee Hop I'm higher then a mothafuckin chronic leaf tree
had a curfew You told me you were out with the boys and baby I believed you So why you lookin' so nervous You know you're gonna deserve this I oughta kill
of Troy, to the Gardens of Babylon A play of millions roared along The gigantic dreams of Alexander the Great Civil wars where F-Brothers fought and killed
Look at the sad goodbyes Everyday's a killing time Sun coming up outside No men are born this time Saturday's child stays home Nothing to say so long