in the stomach I loved it. (Can't breathe no more... what's this life for?) (I don't know... if I should stay or go...) (Thanks to Amy for these lyrics
in Alaska when we blast ya A massacre creator, one time for data Darker than Vader...go anybody hot as the equator It's time to get down one time for
: Stepchild, you have outlived your time You represent embarrassment and failure And the father who must be killed Is the blight upon your blighted life
lies broken and lost. A shattered life cuts the pulse of acceptance. And all I want is to be something more then this. Another day lies broken and lost
go to his funeral. My agony was so great I just couldn't come face to face with him that one last time. My failure to attend intensified my parents' resentment for
the one... (I?ve waited for so long) For the chance to breathe before I rip you apart. (As for these words that broke your heart) I Apologize (I searched for
Verse 1] [The Rottweiler:] 17 years old, bold, tryin' to get my slang on Broke as a joke, uh, tryin' my best to hang on And if I don't, I'll be a failure
myself in the stomach I loved it. (Can't breathe no more... what's this life for?) (I don't know... if I should stay or go...) (Thanks to Amy for these
victim now he's faced with killers Premonition you envision gotta make it nigga Try lifting weights to get in shape Spoons are scraped for wounds to make tatoos on face
He try to get you for all your spiritual revenue Pushing you to be misguided and misdirected New problems popping up just like an instant message [Hook:] Release it, let it go
see why y'all on me You need nigga pop swift you can call on me Fuck, whoever gotta problem I ain't for the face This for homicide when they takin' the
this game for years, it made me an animal I learned that nobody else can be held accountable but you for your career, not your manager, face it Even he
a choice Take a way your elitist buddies and you haven't got a voice No five thousand for radio, no hundred-thou for ads and banners No paying record stores for
low They can't stand to see Sho get that little bit mo' I guess they all on the same level See they was born broke and they gon' die broke together It
1] [The Rottweiler:] 17 years old, bold, tryin' to get my slang on Broke as a joke, uh, tryin' my best to hang on And if I don't, I'll be a failure And