}: Yet only the strong survive And the weak shall fall The rest will pray To the likes of a concrete wall Destroy the role that fits Like a hand in a glove And make war, not love
a ride Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall The rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall Destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove AND MAKE WAR NOT LOVE
And how when he coming home he ride for me See that used to be me so I feel him I got love Got a whole lot of loving, got a whole lot of soul Round
make you want to go and bust your gat again But if you got a problem grab a pen, write a letter And send it to the Outlawz, we'll try to make it better
Sub hook: Why they acting like there gully when they don't want war, listen if u aint raving why u come here for, kill that ice grilling I'm feeling u
And send it to the Outlawz We'll try to make it better My young soldier You ain't no dumb soldier Keep your mind on your dream And you a pro soldier
he ride for me. See that used to be me so I feel him I got love. Got a... [Chorus] [Chris (Neef)] (Got a) Whole lot of loving. (Got a) Whole lot of soul
Slugly screams of blood Clear out clubs, air out mugs, put wings on thugs It's your screams I love I sample them, put on 'em on Pro Tools And Ad-lib '
est Qui carni quondam contegi dignatus es pro perditis, cujus latus perforatum unda fluxit sanguine Agnus Dei, Prince of peace Yet shall war be the echo of your love Just like war
make you want to go and bust your gat again But if you got a problem grab a pen Write a letter And send it to the Outlawz We'll try to make it better
