picket fence was built around a pit of snakes Both a wonder and frightening, the thunder and the lightning These were the sounds and sights of a thousand
stained glass, in colored lights In pictures of You looking to the sky You've been portrayed a thousand different ways But my heart can see You better than
you in my room and keep you For a while You watch over me and I'll watch over you And if you go tomorrow choke me 'till I'm blue A thousand days have
, let them niggas go, followed by a buck buck So forget what you sayin' nigga, "Fuck you" and fuck who you with You shoulda know motherfuckers, who you were
label has recouped You're broker than when Libra left you crying for a record deal from Luke I strike you awestruck you femanine to blackball I'll be serving you 'till you
being forced to put your daughter for adoption And even though, it's beyond your control Keep you head up, here's a song for you soul You'll never know, you
the underdog since I came out the gate mothaWHHUT!! yeah uh ayo Static i owe you for this one man uh huh you know how we do man its a new day a new beginning
were Or what they are today We must see each soul as greater As a sculptor sees a lump of clay WE MUST BELIEVE-no one has to be a slave to destiny WE
did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
gone) Look, look, look... See, I don't trus' no one (talk to 'em) So stubborn - I could dream a thousand paths, wake-up an' walk a ol' one. (Why?) An'
Now you gonna listen?! Or do I have to remind you? I'll punch a hole through your chest and give a pound to the man behind you Killin you and the nigga
hear All that you dread, better to keep it in Believe it's what you deserve You make me feel everything I do Better than me, a thousand times as you
in 2004, I told 'em it was a wrap Now my life ain't my life no more, I told you, nigga, it's a wrap Oooh, you claim you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet
survivalists See you in the next thousand year period Allah bless all y'all Flipmode continue to bounce Like a satellite in orbit Seein' all you motherfuckers
my survivalists See you in the next thousand year period Allah bless all y'all Flipmode, continue to bounce Like a satellite in orbit Seein' all you
saw you I found a reflection, at least I thought I did A thousand ways to leave your lover But only one to stay And you should've known better Is that
by force Blast you with a 45 colt, make you summersault Shock you with a couple hundred thousand volt thunderbolts Before you wanted a war, now you wanna
That's right. [Roxie Hart] You son of a bitch... (shoot) Son of a bitch! You son of a bitch! [Photographer] Why you bothering, Sal? This one's all wrapped