We've got to push it away, push it away I walk alone among my enemies We've got to push it away, push it away I am alone, no regrets, no shame Hate is
We've got to push it away. I walk alone among my enemies. We've got to push it away. I am alone, no regrets, no shame. Hate is surrounding me, my addictions
: We've got to push it away. I walk alone among my enemies. We've got to push it away. I am alone, no regrets, no shame. Hate is surrounding me, my addictions
my regrets I can't take back the words I never said Now we can say it ain't our fault if we never heard it But if we know better, then we probably deserve it
heart (Bone Thugs) And who be the nigga that come to my side when it's about murder? My niggas, my niggas will hurt ya You better believe it, when we
hipping around, kick my brains around the floor These are the days it never rains but it pours People on streets, people on streets It's the terror
hot spot Pushing slugs just to make it I'm in the game and it's real and a nigga can't fake it I know it's sad what I'm doing And I don't give a fuck
Hold it Now you get out of here, I'm warning you You bastards can't push us around, wanna fight? I'll take you on That nigga's twisted, stop playin'
, little soda, yeah they whippin' that shit And I know it sounds eerie but my niggaz better hear me If you speakin' on the phones, it won't be secret
The same cats you get ?terroria? from East coast, west coast, man it's all the same Niggas won't know shit till they feel the flame It's still insane
the opposite of gold It could be shit, it could be coal, that's just the way it goes Do I lead them astray, do I push them all away? I feel so cold from
video - machine Rocky, Rambo, Zombies, Cannibals or Snuff What's it gonna be tonight? Cambodial I can't enough Of watching yellow bastards die Pushing
handle is terrorism, it's the same old ideological fight The debates will rage on, are we handling this thing right? Can't turn away reality, can't push it
fewer answers I close my mind, I shut it out but you know it's getting harder To calm me down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about
kid it's the cold hearted Queens nigga grimey retarded You know I got to get away (No doubt tell it like it is) It's either me or you Believe it dog
Petrified that I decide The moment of your death Belongs to me, the taste is sweet It's so unreal Your God weeps, it bleeds It begs for me God is letting
