went and now you're on a sinking ship! The college life is right for you got new friends but they got no clue think you're living life but you're
omen in the moment of most Runnin in churches with my gun, I'm nervous Disrupt the service, ask the pastor, "Where do I worship?" My life is worthless
to me my child. And no one can hear me cry. I'm the rest of your life. And sadly I stand trial. Come to me my child. I'm trapped between the demons
for the flicks To hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence Life's a l-o-t-t-o, carry
life, life is lost words of wisdom, lead us not Of Darkness we are, from nothingness we became Strangle the flame of light, suffocation of Life Watch
Acrid devastation in the furnace of fate Bubbles on my body, I know it's far too late Hair is removed by the embers hiss Retarded people laugh, worthless life
How come it seems like it never goes right Another struggle in this fucked-up life Consumed by anger, infected with rage My life will never be the same
't conquer me, I won't be a slave. Can't hide the torment within your gains. I see this world, for what it is. You, live, your life, trapped in constant
can know the world so I showed myself Metaphoric Sun Worship, pullin' me like planet inertias But on the other hand these rappers are worthless Rap Music
need, Worthless to hell, Heaven as well, Worthless in vain, Driven insane, Worthless you are. Worse one by far, Worthless disease, Brought up by greed, Worthless in life
she called me fantastic I called her a fat bitch still killed the pussy, put the cat in a casket the funeral service was fuckin worthless so i said a
Everything you thought or were led to believe was a misconception This unsafe approach at life has killed all hope within Worthless attempts of achieving
fantastic She called me fantastic, I called her a fat bitch Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket The funeral service was fucking worthless, so
me cry - The rest of your life And sadly I stand trial - Come to me my child And no one can hear me cry - I'm the rest of your life And sadly I stand
beats for the flicks To hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence Life's a L-O-T-T
Boot Camp Clik , MFC) [Smokelite] Ain't no time to waste, we in the race All my peoples wit me, they try to get to first place M.F.C., way for life,
a reason, please explain voices calling, sending signals through an encrypted transmission, the serpents call ensues like a scarecrow in the field of life disinformation is their strength its how they run your life
