I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I’m just like my country I’m young, scrappy and hungry And I’m not throwing away my shot When are these colonies gonna rise up? And I am not throwing away my shot We’re gonna rise up (time to take a shot) I’ma get a

Love throw a line On you and me Just before the blood runs into the valley Let's write a story of, a title wave We run out of luck, we run out of days We run out of gas, hundred miles away From a station There's a war and a plague yeah, smoke and

I keep on running Throw it all away throw it all away I keep on screaming but There's really nothing left to say So get away, just get away I keep on fighting but I can't keep going on this way I can't keep going, Why can't they let me be?

I just throw you away. I tell my lies and I despise. Every second I'm with you. So I run away and you still stay. So what the fuck is with you. Your feelings I can't help but rape them. I'm sorry I don't feel the same. My heart inside is constantly

I just keep on wishin' that the money made you stay You ain't never cared about that bullshit anyway You know I would throw it all away All this stuntin' couldn't satisfy my soul Got a hundred big faces, but I'm still alone Ayy, I would throw it all away

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

Tell me what you know! Tell me what you gone and done now! Gun would do the trick, get it over with You're better off Just to get high, (high) Circling the drain, throw it all away Just to get high But I can still remember what his face looked like When

It's like too much to describe, yeah, it's enough for two lives And I could never stand by nothing but at least I'm gon' try Ain't nothin' to it but to do it, throw away that phone 'Cause I know you missed a snap on a another, I can name three or four