Texty:
Mercy Drive Follow

time to call my own It's fucked up, how I'm locked up With you I can't go on How do I get out? Cause I hate the way you follow If they say

time to call my own It's fucked up And I'm locked up With you I can't go wrong How do I get out? (Chorus) 'Cause I hate the way you follow And

foul play Want them of love all the way, and no foul play Want them of love and not the negative way RZA want no drive-by car, then we will see about

heart he is love, love brothers and sisters! He is our leader! [50 Cent] Money buys dignity nigga! Poverty's a crime! Follow me! If you gon' follow somebody, follow

time always passes after all And as the summer follows spring so does the winter follow fall The day that they return I stand waiting on the road I watch the car drive

voice is on the wind I steal the stars, the course I must follow No space or time, no sleep the soul It lies awake, it craves to be near you It drives

Uh, uh, uh Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, He just slice like a Ginsu Look at the life that I been through I'm the last real nigga alive

change what you've done to me Now its time to shine I'm gonna take what's mine Your gonna burn in my light They tried so hard to follow But no

nebula rising up out from the black of deceiving lies A new star is born, now he brings you the light with his hands untied They try so hard to follow