die here On this reach of rubble rambling With two years filled up with sand, dear In a broken daze I'll be scrambling But rivers running up the hills
and die here On this reach of rubble rambling With two years filled up with sand, dear In a broken daze I'll be scrambling Like rivers running up the
in the mirror tell me who do you see Shattered reflection of a worthless being And as you stand in broken glass Your memory is swept up with the ash
that's Grinding your bones enslaver By what right did you bind us Now you'll reap the suffering Oh there's no mercy for you've Broken the Sacred Laws
on my own Now as we stand two worlds apart The times hardened up my heart From a world of no regrets That I hope won't soon forget I walk the line, on broken
They're killing me Broken my face, cut me to the bone Trapped in this hate, you imprison me Gave up my faith, so just leave me alone Strapped to the
" solo album, Color Changin' Click-clack [Rasaq] Aw suckering-suckatash, who's that coming up on that cash Screens go z-z, when I push a button up on the dash But a weapon up
US AIR off an instrumental Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks I breaks 'em up proppa
to a sky full of christmas beetles Where, mind power cracks the code My welcome mat to a happy home Rattlin bones and a broken compass Watch me use those bones
broken vows Drownin' Uh oh Blow after blow and I'm starting to see why Better alone than be bruised by your dark side Down to the bone you're the knife
cut right back Down deeper to the bone So I'm moving on Got no business Climbing back Through broken windows Broken windows Yeah Broken windows Broken windows Yeah Broken windows Broken
Mama and all of my friends And that tiny little town I grew up in Will always be where I call home But I've sacrificed so many years To just give up
you brothers and sisters to stand up (what, what, what) I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight (stand up baby, stand up baby) Brothers and
thee; These towers of strength were Still standing for you and me. Hate can break up steel and stone, Hate can bury flesh and bone, Turn backyards
] Get your hands up, put your hood up Throw your sets up, chunk your side up gangstas [Slim Thug] Get your hands up, everybody stand up It's going down
river is nothing but a tricklin' stream The crops are dyin' in the harsh sun light Dust on his tongue is dry The fatted calf is down to skin and bones
don't get with the weak Shut up, 'cause I'm burnin' this cut up Boy, don't try to run up 'Cause I chop up crops A weak hip-hop boy tried to jock my spot
top Girl, I wished you would never stop Nicole, I was only ten years old Shit, I left my cell phone at home, It's just a broken collar bone Walk it