I'm burned to ashes, split down the middle If anyone asks it it hurt just a little I died inside the day I let let you go I'm inside out, shot through the center Feel the scar of where you entered Took my life and and turned it it upside down But I will never let let you

They deserve to die die Violence is legitimate is causes such as this Cruel retribution is fitting Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist Worthless filth receive no mercy Plans have been completed and and the time is drawing near Punishment will be

Ladies let 'em check up on it, watch it it while he check up on it it Ooh, boy, you looking like you like what you see Won't you come over and and check up on it it I'm-a let let you work up on it it Dip it, pop it, twerk it, stop it, check on me tonight Swizz Beatz DC,

Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance Cause if the bugler starts to play In the grip of this cold December You and and I have reason to remember The songs that you and and I

Where I let let these demons remain Nobody said these bones wouldn't break Along the way, along the way Remove yourself We are the burden I thought you left me to die die These wounds are getting deeper I've been betrayed and and left behind Poison filling my mind

We can't do it it over They say it's now or never and and all we're ever gettin' is older Before we get to heaven, baby let's give 'em hell We might as well 'Cause we don't know when we're done So let's love hard, live fast, die fun Do we really have to grow

We were born to die die Come and and take a walk on the wild side Let Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain You like your girls insane Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and and the road gets tough I don't know why Keep making me laugh,

I can pick up some wine I can pick you up in my pick-up truck And And we can pick up right where we left off Ain't that what we both want Pick up the pieces girl It It ain't that broke Pick up the past and and just let let it go Put down that over me Never wanna see me

You got a lot of lovers with star-crossed wrists They keep a candle burning on the corner you kissed. One day I might die die, until then there's too much to do But I'll keep a bonfire for you. Let the other lovers talk about who carries the torch Let Let them

Let us all be free free free free Everybody sing we're free free free free Freedom now They throwed him in jail And And they kept him there Hoping so he'd die die That his body and and spirit would waste away And And soon after that his mind But every day is born a fool