American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story into that good night Sing us a song for me Hysteria
First you didn't give a fuck but you're learnin' now If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down God damn it's a motherfuckin' riot Black
play the wrong hand You fuckin' with a grown man You listen to what the song's sayin'. Did I hear Bone playin' in your direction? Last year you was playa hatin', now you
what I called disgrace You can take it how you want it nigga you know who you are? You know talent ass rapper plus you're far from the star You just outta
Buck 40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you You gon do a 360 pretty swiftly when i burn you to a crisp you ganna be cruncher than chips wit
victims they mistreat who could just as easily Be you or me Violet...for the violence of a riot And the gunfire police siren Cars burning and people
Come through with more niggas more behind me than Verizon I'm that villain like Ren was You see what my pen does Start a f-cking riot with my pen cause
God personally In fact she lets me call her me In fact she lets me call her me Now do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight
keep pushing on you If they ask you to believe it, question whether it's true If they ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you? You're the one
a Saturday afternoon Runnin' riot might as well Me little brother gone and joined the T.C.L. We don't need none of your aggravation The kids need more than masturbation You
my mind's every riot Or revelation (You've just now) You've just now gone As I arrive (Every station) At every station Oh, come to me (Come to me) (Come to me
think that's a riot Now I think it's alright we'll sing together Now I think that's a riot A running child's bloody with burning knees A careless child
i'm old things aren't going very well honey, you and me are being bought and sold i knew i was in trouble, didn't know i was in hell burning tires,
, yeah I wanna riot Oh, yeah I wanna riot In front of me the misery Cryin in line got a burning to be My face is burning, burning so quick Burning like
nuttin to do wit rap One hand cuffuffed behind them backs in black Quiet riot ,yall cant hear one hand clap Revolution is more than what you hear and what you
I ran my hands over you Nothing else will ever do Since I ran my hands over you Nothing else will ever do Since I ran my hands over you Nothing else will
stop me now You fake, you homie I know why you hating on me You scared, you afraid of me But you cant look away from me You got nothing to say to me Pussy