niggas had a lack of faith, so life ain't straight if you incapable, been havin?a little trouble, unable to fuel your soul. better bleed the blood of
rock and roll band Been so long I can't recall How it all began Country girl The Southern kind Tennessee On my mind Left my home and family for The soul
These are the times that try men's souls In the course of our nation's history The people of Boston have rallied bravely Whenever the rights of men have
to mutilate her newborn infants After giving birth her mind wasn't the same Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay Family now complete Father
face, then for forgiveness pray God knows I was an honest man, the same as any other Who loved his wife, worked all his life to keep his family Until
no reason to lie But you choose to live untrue Knowin' how I feel inside There's no tellin' what I might do 'Cause I gave you All my mind all my soul
Did you ever read a book that's the kind of book you thought You'd never ever want to put down One good scene just leads to another It spinnin' your head
' Doc Brown When we made our first debaut ah he needed his dimes And there were times he'd receive a fee But he would pass it on to some poor soul that
criminal conversation with the devil On the back seat of a burned out Toyota Camry She said she'd finally found a way to start a family But not one soul
only way out I'm sittin' up all night, I can't ever rest my head How will my family take it if I ended up dead I'm 'n it 2 deep To escapre this kind
said it be hard As it is, I mean the evil in the heart of these men Got me wondering, if I'll ever see the reward at the end of the road It's kind of
see me outside a-gain Wrote a rhyme that was kind, with some vision to it Bottom line, it might expand yo mind if you listen to it Too much shine can dull the soul
me kill this mic dare Blimps landing over Times Square Let y'all know my kind's rare Intolerance signed Still on the grind Find that the family guy
am a poem heeding hyper-distillation I've got no room for a lie so verbose I'm looking out over my whole human family and I'm raising my glass in a
whole Times family Yo, Monty, Go-go, Big Sid from Madrid Big Tom, and Rico, Conji, who loves you, baby DJ Craze, IBP And the whole Mellow Zone family
of eagles To carry you some hope Even though love's turned to rust When you really need it Cause your soul is bleeding The kindness of strangers The kindness
the sensitive soul who's a role model The urban jet setter, never at home Or the country recluse, just leave me alone Extrovert or introvert, love is kind
of pain so i milk the scapegoat to easy this feeling of blame thinking what kind of man am i? what kind of mother were you? what kind of life did we