All or nothing at all Half a love, never appealed to me If your heart, never could yield to me Then I'd rather (rather) have nothing at all If it's love, there is no in between Why begin then cry, for something that might have been No I'd rather (rather)

Turn that shit out louder Make it all go faster Playing through the witching hour Take it to one thousand horsepower Get it up get it up feel the alive Turn it up turn it up one more time Time to rewind Back to 1995 when we were nothing Walking through

Sleep on tight Until the Morning Lyrics I keep on fear, keep on loathing Nothing brings it on I keep on falling Decide what it is I can not find It's subsides what you make it Never feel like you're gonna break it It's gonna be alright alright Sleep

My heads all wired In plain view There's nothing in the way I see with clarity The eye of destiny But just a little spark and once again, I don't know Deep inside The memories that are left behind

Soon you will see left with nothing You better aim for my head Into the earth we descend Do not be afraid It's only the break Of all that you laid Watch as they take There is no life at the end of this war At the end of this war eternally

It may not mean nothing to y'all, But understand nothing was done for me, So I don't plan on stopping at all, I want this s*** forever mayne, ever mayne, ever mayne, I'm shutting s*** down at the mall, And telling every girl she the one for me, And I

They put their trust in us They're gonna be like us Sunday morning, I heard the preacher say Thou shall not kill I don't wanna hear nothing else about killing And that it's God's will 'Cause our children are watching us So let's learn from our history

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

Flagging down all of these flashy cars Fancy girls on Long Beach Blvd And Lord knows she's beautiful Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore Lord knows the usuals leaving a body sore She take the little

I just got one question that you might not be ready for But I really gotta know Does it feel, feel like you never gon' find nothing better? Soon as you hang up the phone Does it feel (does it feel, does it feel, does it feel) feel like you never gon'