lonely room Fly on a star Think of the forcing time Then know where you are Fear is the strongest force Love, love is the key Where is my hatred now? Love
of my parts; equations don't add up. Heed this warning don't go chasing American dreams, ripping at the seams. Work lies sex love fear hate friendship
翻訳: ギャツビーのアメリカンドリーム. 仕事はセックス愛恐怖憎悪友情ライズ.
翻訳: 偽善者. 愛、憎しみと恐怖.
of my parts equations don't add up heed this warning don't go chasing american dreams ripping at the seams work lies sex love fear hate friendship in
enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya And when I leave, I always come right back here The young spitter that everybody in rap fear A
education So fuck you school and fuck you immigration And all of you who thought I wouldn't amount to constipation And now I'm here without the slightest fear and reservation They love
always been by my side You've always been my best friend You're the love of my life You're everything to me You never left my side You're my best friend I love
the wall In remembrance that I rocked 'em all Got no time for those that think small Grill me in the club 'cause they can't ball Hate shot callers, hate
nothing realer Just enough'll solve your problems Too much'll kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here The young spitter that everybody in rap fear
you I'm lost Can't face this focus at heart between me and love You're the common denominator, oh, oh, ooh, oh You're the common denominator, oh, yeah, woah Before your love
wind up flat She'll put your ass horizontal then she'll peel your cap She got no lovin', love is something that she never had She loved her mother but she hate
From all angles Guarunteed platium on your single [Ice-T] Yo T, I really must admit I'm blessed Never wear no vests because I got mad love Master
me go, let me go You've got to let me go Right or wrong Let me go I'm on my path Let me go My mama loved me more than I do She said you pop was just
Rapping] I talk slicker than a pimp from Augusta Who just had his linen suit dry-cleaned, bitches, what's up witcha? I hate callin' the women bitches, but the bitches love
much I love her When she's in the groove Oh, it's a love hate romance 'Cause I could watch her dance If I've got my boots A love hate romance When
love i hid in my heart. if she heard them now would she still care? wonder if she's thinking of me? does she hate me for what i've done? how i wish
All the noise and the voices are screaming what they have to say And the headlines and sound bites are giving me demons to hate And the man on TV, he
