In these desperate times. This I plead. When all else fails remember me. Time and time again I stand at the crossroad. Where the weight of my burden eclipses my resolve. This broken path I've chosen, I walk it alone. Though I feel forgotten, you've

These niggas'll change on you I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me Now they hate everything I do I can’t help but win, I’m a winner, nigga, you changed on me All I'm hearing is Jimmy want my shit to flop Dre don't care if

It's times like this, but time's run out But for now I don't see what's so wrong with pretending It's true I thought you knew. This place reminds me of, A time that's way too old. These thoughts have gathered up the memories unfold. Believe her, it's all

I'd be alright I'd be just fine 'Cause your love is larger than life Baby, if I'd die in your arms tonight Uh-uh-uh-uhh Back here, let's make up lost times All of these times I'd die in your arms tonight I've been sittin' here

These are dark times Can you not feel yourself falling deeper? You've given yourself away Mistakes of the past are haunting me And I've given myself away All the walls are coming down I'm exposed, I'm alive This is my chance to breathe All my thoughts

If these walls could talk I can feel your reign when it cries gold lives inside of you I love it when I’m in it, I love it when I’m in it I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence Sometimes, I did the same Sex, she just want to close her

The Hamilton Mixtape Valley Forge, winter 1778 Thomas Paine "These are the times that try men's souls The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will In this crisis, shrink from the service of their country But he that stands by it now Deserves the love

These feelings may change as we all walk this way The youth steal the ship as this generation fades... The youth steal the ship as this generation fades. It was a movement of the people, like many times before, Who stood up for peace and sat down for

Such a cold blooded love No one knows I'm afraid of your touch But I love it too much You had me on your list The target of your mission All these times you would be missing me Is really guilt admission, baby The game we're playing is addictive