talk about it all that much It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the
Why do you hit me? You know I ain't your punchin' bag Since when do thorns try to hurt the roses? And why are you always mad? Said I, I'm so innocent
money to me Uhh Murder [Freeway] Now who am I Little nigga named Free from the hood What I do Make a living, make a killing in the hood What I'm trying to do
blessings I'm flying solo, I'm falling so low, where do we go Out of nothing you find your own authority Forbidden honor will go as far as atrophy I'
trust our leaders when it comes to politics but we allow them to control our fate If we live our lives under their heel do we really have a choice But
36 is on a mission And I'm on you like flies on shit And I got back up with 36 more in the clip As I come to expand and change dimensions My philosophy
It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me Let's take a trip down burner bark lane Where the innocent
'm a saint I do not feel ashamed I'm your hell, I'm your dream I'm nothing in between You know you wouldn't want it any other way So take me as I am This
, you're wrong, wrong again hardcore That's what I wanna be All over the white world yes, they'll remember me Don't look at me as an innocent bystander
, wars will be fought and innocents will be killed. And every soul we lose is yet another mission unfulfilled. Meanwhile it seems like I'm the only living
he saying? Subliminal vibes again You're known as Miss Freedom You're known as the land of opportunity Yeah, but what do they know? They know nothing
thinking that Bubba would disappear Ohho Oh, I see, they don't really do a forty quite like me Yeah, I know you miss me, just a innocent wing see 'Cause
days like this. Daddy told me there would be friends I'd miss. But everybody wants to learn the hard way, you can't tell them how to live and thats okay. But as
life a living hell, which is not true. There's a lot of favors I'm prepared to do You do one for Mama She'll do one for you. l'd be your friend if you
] All I follow is the jones as I reminisce Reminisce take chance as I remember this I was fifteen, anti fiend Never thought I'd make it to music as a
is true they're expecting her And she's got work to do He helplessly stands by It's meaningless to try As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes He
eyes. Her soul's inhaling all the living light. Bringing on the dark, eternal night. Gathering evil in all its might. Seven years. Purity. Innocence.
Always the pretenders, always thought that love would do Everyday I miss your innocence Maybe we ran the lights, somehow we caused a scene Maybe we learned to fight, as
