Besedila:
What Life Is Fill Yourself With Hate

up man And did something real, you know Something for 'em, for 'em ladies, you dig that? Oh yeah You know we hate, you know we hate, you know we hate

what this do to me But Queensbridge, we gotta have unity They say the bridge is over, the bridge is over Nah this is the time we destroy and rebuild

yourself off in a hearse See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my slugs Fucking with my thugs and I'm needing my love nigga

what freedom is. Uhh, the way I see it, freedom is-- is the right to grow, is the right to blossom. Freedom is -is the right to be yourself, to be who

What the fuck, what what what? Nuttin' new, nuttin' new What? Nuttin' new check Nuttin' new, nuttin' new, y'all not sayin' nuttin' new I represent the

force What makes this tale all the more gory Is that this song is based on a true story, tough love Rest in peace, what a fucked up world What a fucked

I just someone, who tells it, how the fuck it is? Well, the truth of the thing is, I was raised on crime Walking through an environment, so filled, with so much hate

Children, they grow in a house of love Filled with hate, but I never cried Living in dreams that are reality Can't you see, they are calling for me Problems

become what we claim to hate I tell you this with one foot in the grave Here is your cracker jack prize This is your American romance Read it to your