They had painted her face like a man's mistake Like a mental state, gang-banging A sad return to the eagle-shaped mirror I'm the kind of mannequin that
It's a human sign When things go wrong When the scent of her lingers And temptation's strong Into the boundary Of each married man Sweet deceit comes
Hey, I'm your life I'm the one who takes you there Hey, I'm your life I'm the one who cares They, they betray I'm your only true friend now They, they
I am not a whore [x6] But I like to do it [Dance Break] Most girls I meet are quite savage Always tryin' to grab up on my package The say I look
Patience runs out on the junkie The dark side hires another soul Did he steal his fate or earn it? Was he force fed, did he learn it? Whatever happened
You know we have a million stories to tell I'm just one of a million or more stories that could be told Chorus: Sacrifice your freedom Sacrifice your
[Hook] All these slimy, grimy women Earth until to make livin. Its so sad, its so sad, its so sad, its so saaaddd! All these slimy, grimy women World
So sad about us So sad about us Sad - never meant to break up Sad - suppose we'll never make up Sad about us So bad about us So bad about us Bad - let
I'm a simple city boy With simple country tastes Smoking woild-grown mari-jo-wana keeps that smile on my face Depending on my mood, mood.... Listening
Speak to me, universal laws The whores hustle and the hustlers whore All around me people bleed Speak to me, your song of greed Speak to me of you inner
You've been set up one too many times A perfect victim for the perfect crime You left yourself wide open to the pain So close your eyes now, you're out
Can you hear the war cry? It's time to enlist The people speak as one The cattle, the crowd Those too afraid to live Demand a sacrifice Of your life
I found out On a late night drive In my winter coat With my blood shot eyes My faith ain't been No friend to me And the way I sin Is hanging off of me
Can I do my thang?? *(Yukmouth)* Speak on it. *(Brownstone)* Oh, oh, ohhh. Oh, oh, ohh, hey. Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Uh. Niggaz be havin the
What will prove to be our big mistake Short sighted arrogance all for what sake Our families to ashes, our ambition to dust Our progeny in silence thinking
Go away, sunny day All the horny people sitting in front of their TV and thinking What is wrong with me, I?m not a monster Why won?t anybody fuck me,
Alright, yeah, whoa If you want love, don't come to me I'll be the last to give you sympathy I've got my ways under the covers I'll be the last to be
I walk on stone, it leads me home We don't have streets, just pure concrete I'm not glad when I get home I'm sad old Red, I don't wanna be alone no more
