trust me when I tell you that you?ll be ok I swear You?ve got to stop yourself Rebuild your broken world Ignore the voices that will bring you down Stop yourself
But trust me when I tell you that you?ll be ok I swear You?ve got to stop yourself Rebuild your broken world Ignore the voices that will bring you down Stop yourself
don't listen to the message Listen to the message A message to my son, it's times in my life where I stood around to fight when it was better off to
the door hit you when you leave You throw me in the fire just to save my life A pretty little liar When I call you out you'd rather put up a fight than
Gather my leaves and all my minerals Fix myself a bowl of vegetables Ice cold water and chopped up fruits Gonna be a long day so I throw on my boots
, boy oh boy oh Back to the locker, stop that fucker! Back to the locker, boy oh boy oh Back to the locker, fucking stop that fucker! Walking down
throw dirt on my name, disturbin' my game Seemed happy when they heard he was arraigned, glad he's inditched Got big money, big lawyers to fight it
{talking} Motherfuckers I got kids, I don't them listenin' to that bullshit Fuck the niggers! motherfuckers need to stop How can you call yourself a nigga
No Limit How could you play with yourself and think that we was finished? So don't be swelling up, acting bout that there Just stop that stupid thinking
'll throw it away, we'll throw it away Why is it they can't see we're who we want to be We'll throw it away, we'll throw it away Why can't they see That
to go on I have to go through this shit That you throw in my face What is enough When are you going to stop You've started to run All by yourself And
I'd like you to meet my mic, last name is Phone This is my house make yourself at home, now See those chairs? Please just ignore them Believe me, they
(Raise your hands up, yeah, okay) Stead of treated, we get tricked (Okay okay) Stead of kisses, we get kicked (Don?t stop, won?t stop, can?t stop) We
you Everybody's getting younger It's the end of an era, it's true And you go Stop, stop, stop, stop Stop, stop, stop Break me into bigger pieces So
it Put ya dukes up, b***, you wanna fight? We can do it We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them bows We 'bout
count figures, they roll nickel's And they definitely love to hate and I shine in their face While they throw they life away I'ma keep on countin' cake Keep that yip yap to yourself
't the truth Lyin' ain't no substitute You ought to be ashamed of yourself Try to put the blame on somebody else Ain't no reason I know To stop you reaping
