Sick with myself,. But I've got no one else.. So I give it to myself,. It's the only thing that helps.. . It's the same thing, this pain thing,. That keeps me from sleeping..
Scene kids, ghetto jeans, gangsters,. 40s and the bling-bling sidekicks,. Rolling with the cleanest feel.. . Shorties, homies, Hollywood, Moscow,. Shake that ass like you care,.
You know it's Johnny 3 when you watch that body fall. When you fuck with J3T. He's like fuck it, kill 'em all. Ain't no body bag boy. We'll feed you to them fucking dogs.
Cause I don't wanna be like this. I've been running these streets. for too long now. I've got nothing that's true. but this song now. but the further I go.
TEAR IT UP!. TEAR IT UP YEAH!. TEAR IT UP!. TEAR IT UP YEAH!. TEAR IT UP!. TEAR IT UP YEAH!. HERE WE GO NOW!. HERE WE GO!. So don't make me tear it up,.
Dead of the night we go into the world unknown. Just let us go. I Know that I'm breathin slow, inhaling smoke I just awoke. A Bottle Of pills I'm chokin down with dancing demons all around.
I don't believe in all your demons anymore. It's hard to see with any reason from before. I lie awake and face these shadows in the night. I see the truth through crimson eyes.
Shout, shout, shout. Shout at the devil. Shout, shout, shout. Shout at the devil. . He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night. He's the blood stain on the stage.
I'm holding on so tightly now. My insides scream so loud. They keep watching, watching me drown. How did it come to this?. . How did it come to this? How did I know it was you?.
I'm holding on so tightly now,. My insides scream so loud,. They keep watchin', watchin' me drown,. How did it come to this?. . How did it come to this, how did I know it was you?.
Don't even try to save me tonight. Don't even try to save me tonight. Don't even try to save me tonight. 'Cause I don't know. No I don't know. But here I go.
What! Yo this is Da Kurlzz, bitch!. We ain't just a gang, mothafucka, but a way of life!. Yo check it! This is my boy, Tha Produca!. . All you fags on sunset, show me where the fuck you at.
When the end is getting closer,. And the earth has burned the sky,. Now repent 'cause it's all over,. Just let me die!. . Here's the massacre,. A mausoleum fit for me,.
I don't mind. No, I don't mind. I don't mind the rain. The simple things and subtleties. . They always stay the same. I don't mind. That I don't mind.
Pour me, pour me, pour me another!. It holds me, holds me like no other!. One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home!. Truth is I don't really have a place to go!.
Come on everybody throw your hands up,. In the air come on let's.... You know we keep the party jumping,. So let's keep them 40's coming.. . Come on down to the city of LA where we,.
HUT 1, HUT 2, HUT 3, GO!. . I'm so icy like ice cream. All you ladies take a scoop and try to bite me. Girl I wear you out, like some nikes. Haters steppin up, either beet feet or try me.
So watch my chest heave. As this last breath leaves me. I am trying to be what you're dying to see. Feel like: "fuck man, can't take this". Anymore this heartbreak this.
I'm fresh to death, I'm in the zone,. I checked my head, but no one's home.. The mood is right, the party's on,. Looks like tonight, I'll be drinking alone..
(Now I can see your pain, I'm sorry. Goodbye!. I cry so hard. . Now I can see your pain, I'm sorry. Goodbye!. I cry tonight). . The necks of this youth.