why Don't you hate that feeling When you know something's not right You can't put a finger on it But you know someday you might Well that's the story
to me if you think that you're ready to Got on your bullet proof? Well mine's goin' right through This ain't no game to me, it's hollow fame to me Without
' Keepers of the flames, do you feel your names? Can't you hear your baby's crying? Mama, they try and break me Still they try and break me S'cuse me
the ones in a class of zeros Hip hop's not dead, it was on vacation We back, we bask in the confrontation You can ask me, have any conversation You
Last of the Mohicans, well, maybe not the last Can't come with me on this trip, Loaf Gettin' the shakes now Last call for drinks, bar's closin' down Sun's
stuck in denial this shit can't be God tell me why you had to take Noah from me Why the fuck you had to go and take Noah from me? I told myself I'd
what it's like and how is to be me The most underrated in hip hop history Think I care if you disagree? You ain't got no song out And right now you're
please pass by All you men who should have been Your fathers beat you down Your mothers loved you badly Your teachers stole your crowns And the wars you
on me Doin' three to five hard labor, for armed robbery I had two years behind me but I could not wait the time Every time I thought about it, well I
you going with it The bank wants my house and everything in it Seen it in others eyes like a failure left alone You're a working class hero from the
A stranger rushing blindly through the day Pre Chorus Burning Horizon you are calling me Burning Horizon you will set me free Chorus Once a hero, now
the world Here's to you Hey, hey, here's to you, till the last bullet's fired Welcome, sweet needles of success Here's to you, you got to shoot, not
wonder whether it's worth it. Smiling and socialising. Endless philosophising. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you
what you need is....me i just want to talk to you, its been awhile since your last session so...tell me what's been going Tyler (therapist): I'm not
idealism is no longer welcome here. I'm not dead yet. Hopes not dead yet. A hero's march down scorn filled halls defeats the charity of last years hell
a Cobb cartoon you might be a Gershwin tune you might be but you're not you are what you are you see what you see you might be an oil tycoon you might
Sometimes when I think about it, it doesn't make any sense I mean I'm alive and plan to be for another seventy years Time waits for no one Not even for
ass when you pass gas You threw it like a girl that's why you got picked last And Mr. Easy does it never did it now did he Jesus is coming so look busy
