Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me? In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose Kill

21 Gun Salute I don't need more enemies for friends Tell me how much times can I kill this game for them But I still love these youts Fuck wi' you I put my trust in you Would you share your last bullet with me if there weren't any more gun salutes? Woke

Where will you go now? Is it true now? Killers done found this touch a long time ago Had to walks hours before I found this new kind of road Had to spend months inside a dark room with my candles blown But I came out with a light that blind at then end

Go somewhere we're needed Find somewhere to grow When the color of the night Gives way to shaky movements Improvisational skills Let's swear that we will Get with the times In a current health to stay Get life day to day

You know there's just one thing I need Come on, lift me with the right song The right song There is a clock in mind We running out of time Killing it goes so easily I want to feel him breathe I want his hands on me Just one thing I need, I need, I need,

The time has come to Make a difference Raise our voices So rise up and fight with me Embrace what we have It might be the last time In this life we will rise If we find the strength to unify Rise inside

Early one morning With time to kill Crossing the plain My brother's rifle I borrowed Jebb's rifle And sat on a hill I saw a lone rider I drew a bead on him

All in due time, see the world through different eyes. All in due time, the shadows will give way to light. Pacing aimlessly, With my mind in unrest Unsure of what may come. What have I done to bring this down on me? Helpless to make this undone How much

It’s like a full time job not to kill niggas Shout out to the real niggas, salute And shout out to the real bitches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggas Fre Boosie, real nigga, in the jail standing tall like Shaquile nigga I used to say, I

I've filled my veins with poison And silenced my voice just to take another breath I've broken my vows to you a thousand times before I'm losing myself, sit back and watch me die How can I say that I'm scared of death When I spend each day sprinting