world's opinions sway My beliefs will not be changed Nothing ever can Take me from his hand Bring it back to the beginning To the first taste of shame
World War Last year, early in 1991, when things were going kinda crazy Over on the other side of the world, I remembered this old song And I rewrote the first
"the last rock and roll tour" - graham parker and the figgs. This version works fairly well for me now. Intro: b / e / b / e (twice) First
nigga with a gun and the right mind to bust this Fuck this, I'm mad at the world and hell, I got a vengeance My first offense, I caught the life or death
like me The ones that tape don't sell but want a check like me (lil' wayne): Say dog, what kinda nigga be on top of the world Million dollar status got
like me The ones that tape don't sell but want a check like me (Lil' Wayne): Say dog, what kinda nigga be on top of the world Million dollar status got
Song: Spin Tha Bend Typed by: TLFreeCity@aol.com * * send corrections to the typist [Verse 1: B.G.] Get off the block this my first and last time
did I see? Unknown faces starin' down at me First off with the flee as fear overpowered me Chlorophyll got me ready to black, I can't breathe Niggaz askin' me
hardest pill At war with the world, as this life unfurls Ooh, better get ready At war with the world, as this life unfurls Better get ready At war with the world
heard the first blast and then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed and the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar looked more like war than
with a blanket round his feet. At first I didn't place him the way you often do, but the last time I'd seen him he sat next to me at school. Where will
when things quiet down I lost the war for now but it'll take more to hold me down "Top of the world ma, ha ha, top of the world" Yo, this is the bad
they merky Girls love Smilez He a freak like Hersely (Southstar) And I got the whole world beggin me mercy (Smilez) Techville ball I don't want no war
shroud the world with utter lies Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis Portraits have spoken their masters distress Icons with kisses, tell me who have
last head you should ever try to fuck with Be the next memeber in the cast of my snuff flicks Rough shit, don't even attempt sleeping At war with the
war that you began We want a future Without madness, nor distrust No! You can't hide You'll be the first to leave us Antichrist! You're the preacher of war
me I mean even I doubt me My own dreams mock me The snicker and talk about me They want me to suffer about me Take my life around me, rob me They got me