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

I will tear this whole fucking house down I'm bettin' you won't do shit Oh, really? Try me. Try me! Come on, try me! Fuck out my face! Try me, bitch! Then come on and try me! Get out my fuckin' face, move! What you gonna do?

Bass lines and cars anything fast Makin' money last, hide it in a flask Sound of a bomb blast, throw it in tha bag Humping on my leg, yo I’m on my fuckin' glass Know who I am, I run this fuckin' club Tell them hoes I'll holler, stacks I got Fuck you pay

Stupid love is stupid Don't know why we always do it Finally found it just to lose it Always wind up looking stupid Plays you like a fiddle Shakes you like a rattle Takes away your gun

Ecstasy, ecstasy, (uh) ecstasy (uh) You got sick thoughts? I got more of 'em Now let me see you back, back, back, back We don't throw stones, we throw stacks That's why they goin' mad, mad, mad, Max If you don't say your name then I won't ask I thought

Nah, we ain't goin I love bein hated, it great it Let's me know that I made it I wouldn't have it no other way I wouldn't trade it for the world Only let's me know that I'm loved By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you And as long, as you keep

Oh juste mon âme, mon âme et ma voix Je n'ai que mon âme pour parler de moi Puisqu'il faut dire puisqu'il faut parler de soi Puisque ton coeur ne brûle plus comme autrefois Même si l'amour je crois ne se dit pas Et puisqu'il faut parler alors écoute-moi

Y ya no es niña ah ah Se mira al espejo y sonriendo se maquilla ah ah Sale a la calle sin que nadie la cohíba ah ah Yo la conocí cuando era una niña Ahora ya creció y está más hermosa Ya todos los hombres le regalan rosas Aprendió maldades y unas cuantas

Yes, I guess it was me, for us to guess That we're gonna have to be free Can't strain my brain I can't strain my brain I know how it feels to worry all the time I can't take the pain I know how it feels to worry over, just a dime Keep on runnin', when

(Diamonds are forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Good mornin', this ain't Vietnam still People lose hands, legs, arms, for real Little was known of Sierra Leone And how it connect to the