They had painted her face like a man's mistake Like a mental state, gang-banging A sad return to the eagle-shaped mirror I'm the kind of mannequin that
What will prove to be our big mistake Short sighted arrogance all for what sake Our families to ashes, our ambition to dust Our progeny in silence thinking
10 The gangsta, the killa and the dope dealer Got 'em, look nigga, you fit the description This is dedicated to potential victims 'Coz who's the fiction
into me There's too many voices and victims around me Yeah, I'm getting sick of the outside Trying to get deep into me There's too many voices and victims
be a victim here I just want to rid the people of this Yeah, we all die young We need no victims in this Flaccid generation We need no victims in this
Victims Of The System While you a bubble Pon dis ya riddim I would like you to check yourself within Open your mind and your heart Limb by limb and part
there was some kind of heaven I could be warm with your smiling Hold out your hand for a while The victims We know them, so well So well The victims
the tears and she said We are the victims every time We got double trouble every time We are the victims every time We got double trouble every time We are the victims
way Who were those soldiers With frozen hate inside And all poor victims Who had no place to hide Blood on the snow and cries in the wind Victims of
debate the innocent die the politicians argue they send out more armies to maintain the hate abandon and ignore the feud begins anew rescue the victims
down For so long before the world was spinning round 'Cause I am begging you, "Please let me go away" (Now) We are the victims now (Now) We are the victims
It's just that little shred of doubt you choose, that something I left out you use to get your way because you say "you didn't spell it out". Or the simple
only laugh more. "The world's my oyster, so ripe for the picking but I just can't live unless you're my victim." Oh he's such a handsome, neat well-
I'm not an evil guy, it makes me wonder why, you cannot understand this thing I do with my hand. And How come you can't see it's hilarious to me, it's
Barbara Walters on TV "Why do the Japanese hate us so much?" August 6th.
Sometimes I really amaze myself. Sometimes I do the stupidest things. Bad Karma, Bad Karma's comin' around. Why do I act even before I think?
the music industry pumps through your head all the stale trite cliches that you want to be fed all the violent garbage and the macho trash and now i'm
Baby, I got you in my little tumbscrews and now that you're all mine I'm gonna close the blinds and you'll sing for me, just for me, and you'll sing alright